Hawaii, Kalapani Beach circa 1970’s: Cher was the hottest ticket at the Kona Hilton, Kilauea had not yet erupted to eradicate the area and dirt roads still paved much of the island. A 60’s Cadillac convertible loaded with teens, commanded by a local resident, takes shortcuts through the rainforest roads, all passengers giving thanks to the Menehune, finally turning into the long drive rimmed on either side with rows of tall papaya trees, terminating at a circular wood and glass house located on the lava rocks of Opihikao. My first trip to Hawaii is where its culture and food took hold, along with stacks and stacks of Papaya Pancakes – sweet little Bijouxs. Continue reading Papaya Pancakes
