Day 8: Onolicious (May 23)

Went for a jog in the morning.  It felt really good to be moving in a controlled manner and motivating against the backdrop of ugly tourists.



THE EATS:  Ono is good.  Grinds/Grindz is eating.  Eating is Ono.  It all makes sense now... 808 Grindz Cafe is one of the coolest places we've visited so far.  Located in Lahaina, which is northern Maui, tucked away towards the back of a shopping mall.  Like the portions of one dish aren't totally undue your pants buttons, but it's definitely pat your stomach as you leave.  The host feller was super cool and the waitress reminded me of someone who says the Hawaiian equivalent of toots.  RAINBOW FRENCH TOAST / RED VELVET PANCAKES WITH SOME KIND OF ONO FROSTING

LUNCH: So, um, did you like, um know Mick Fleetwood has a restaurant in Maui?  We stopped in for ice tea because duh.  While sipping, Travis and I pondered the serious lack of Landsliders, Fleetwood Mac & Cheese, Tuskan Chicken something or other, and for dessert RUMsmores (like Rumors, but with smores.)

We didn't go to Scoopy's because in addition to ice cream & treats, they also sold excursions.  I don't think so - I'll stick with just liking the name please.

DINNER: After the crater was Monkeypod!  Monkeypod Kitchen was a swell place, kinda sorta upscaley, up the street from our hotel.  They had lots of veggie things and I ate all of them.  Walking & hiking at the elevation we did on Crater Maui, and having not had much all day, a pizza sounded fanfuckingtastic.  No photos because I looked a fright.  ...the fashion sneers I got for wearing a grey fuzzy beanie... those cows can kick rocks.

Fighting the urge to become so relaxed that we'd dozed at the table, reminded me of the time Travis and I hiked Mount Wilson, er rather attempted the 13 mile one way trip.  I don't think we even got half way because it was more intense than we realized.  At the end of our feet ropes, we went to dinner.  But before we left, fell asleep in our car, in the parking lot.  WORTH IT.



THE DAY:  Lahaina park is for walking and farting.  No wait, arting.

THE HIKES:  On the way to Haleakala National Park is a tiny lavender farm & cafe: Maui Lavender.  They had lavender tea, scones, lemonade and a homemade cinnamon roll.  Holy roller.  She took our order up and the hot tea came straight away, however, the bun was lost between the nooks & crannies.  When we inquired, she realized the mistake and put a rush on it.  She found the "largest one in the tray" and made sure we got "extra icing."  At this point with our eating, what does it matter...

Haleakala National Park is a phenomenal place for a hike and breathtaking views of the island, or in our case, being high above an entire sky full of yummy fluffy clouds.