Missing Hawaii

I’ve been on many vacations, but usually I don’t miss the places I have been once I get home. Hawaii was different. For some reason I really miss Hawaii. If money was no object I would totally move there. I could easily get use to perfect weather 365 days a year. The main problem is it’s just too far away from everything else in the US, oh and that money thing.

Yesterday at work I was craving this:

It’s a loco moco! It was probably the best meal I had in Hawaii. It was at just a hole in the wall place on the Big Island that served local dishes. A loco moco is usually rice with a hamburger patty covered in gravy and topped with an egg. I had a Kilauea loco moco which had chili instead of a hamburger patty. And of course it came with two Hawaii staples, macaroni salad and Spam. It sounds weird, but it was delish.

I pretty sure I won’t be able to find loco mocos anywhere in Fargo. I may have to try and make them at home sometime.