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Friday, January 27, 2012

Hawaii Day 6: Loco Mocos, Lanikai Beach, Nu'uanu Pali Lookout and Korean BBQ!

We went light on dinner the night before, so when we woke up on day 6, we were HUNGRY BEASTS. 

Fortunately, help was (literally) just around the corner. 


Good to Grill serves up some serious breakfast fare at pretty reasonable prices.


The Kalua Pig Breakfast Tacos were absolute perfection- crispy potatoes, soft, fluffy eggs and the most savory, tender pork you'll ever bite into on a grilled flour tortilla. 


This behemoth is called a Loco Moco, and it's a truly formidable breakfast opponent, even for the hungriest diner. Fried rice topped with an egg, two char-grilled hamburger patties and gravy. I didn't care for the gravy, but everything else in this dish was spot on. Joe and I split the breakfast tacos and ate 1/2 of this beast before wrapping it up to bring home. 

The hubs had been feeling under the weather, so Inga and I deposited him at her apartment and headed out for some thrifting!


I'm sure you're not surprised, but if you're ever looking for a TRILLION used Hawaiian shirts, thrift stores in Hawaii are where it's at! 


Hawaiian shirts, sun dresses, sandals, flip flops and a fur lined coat. ...wait a second... One of these things is not like the others...

Matt picked Inga and I up after our shopping trip (I didn't end up getting anything) and we grabbed Joe and headed to the gorgeous Lanikai beach! 


The waves are gentle, the sand is white and powder soft, and because it was a bit overcast when we went, the water was pretty empty. Neither Joe nor Matt nor Inga were up for a swim, so I went in alone! :)

PSA: No matter HOW certain you are that your quadruple-lined white swimsuit will NOT be transparent when wet, test it in your shower before you leave home. Seriously. I discovered my bottoms were see-through while in the water, alone, out of shouting distance of my friends. I had to flag Joe down to bring a towel to the water, and since he wasn't swimming, he lent me his trunks!


Crisis averted!


And back into the water I went!


Swim trunks are fun, ya'll! And comfy. WHY do women wear bikinis, again?


Though they refused to go swimming with my, my enthusiastic cheering section fully supported my water-frolicking (ignore Inga's expression- I swear she was having fun). 


Poor Joe- such a trooper. He put on his game face, but he was feeling pretty icky. You could probably tell that from the double-sided nasal tampon he fashioned for himself out of a tissue to keep his nose from leaking all over his face. I wish I could say this was the first time he's done this. Or the second. Or the tenth. 


Even on a windy, overcast day, this beach was a pleasure to visit!



On our way home, we stopped at the STUNNING Nu'uanu Pali Lookout. 


Breathtaking, literally. In 1795, Kamehameha I's army conquered the island of Oahu by driving 400 of Kalanikupule's soldiers off the edge of this 1000ft cliff, uniting the Hawaiian islands under his rule.


It's really quite enjoyable, when you're not being pushed over the edge. 






We spotted these crazy roosters as we left the lookout. The seemed to be looking for a fight, so we drove away...


Every cloud has a silver lining, and every overcast day in paradise has it's rainbow!


We showered up, made ourselves presentable and headed to dinner. 


Forgive the phone pictures- I left my memory card in the card reader. 


Sidorak is a Korean BBQ known for their $19.99 all-you-can-eat BBQ special. 


I take the "all-you-can-eat" offering as a personal challenge. That's probably not the healthiest way of looking at it, but there you go.


All of the banchan were bangin'. Fresh and tasty.


The meat was the main event, though. I was pleasantly surprised with the quality across the board. We tried EVERYTHING. Literally. Short rib, ribeye, seasoned short rib, tripe, brisket, tongue, bulgogi and BBQ chicken. I'm pretty sure we ordered seconds of almost everything. Joe tagged out first, followed shortly by Inga. Matt and I ran in the last leg together, finishing almost an entire round by ourselves. 


Team big kids, FTW. 

My clothes STILL smell like BBQ, but it was so, so worth it. 

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Sizing Things Up.

On my last morning of freedom (I begin grad school tomorrow), I slept in and then headed out for a stroll. 

I dug through my Healthy Living Summit Swag Bag for breakfast. 

 It was pretty darn tasty- the melty chocolate outside contrasted perfectly with the crispy NuGo Crunch and almond insides. I'm excited to try more NuGo products in the future!

It was gorgeous this morning! I strolled along the bay...

 ...and along some residential blocks. I ended up at the Nostrand Ave. Salvation Army!

 The thrifting gods were on my side today! Pink tagged clothes were on sale, and I scored three pairs of jeans, four blouses, two black t-shirts (for my school uniform- not pictured) an a HAWT dress for... $27.05. Oh. Yes.

Thrifting is a test in patience, perseverance, motivation and resilience. Frustrations include: finding awesome pieces and then realizing they're stained beyond saving, having PTSD flashbacks to 9th grade (fur-cuffed cardigans, anyone?) and getting your hair caught in a sequined pants suit. The most harrowing part of the ordeal, in my opinion, is finding things in "your size". By the way, what size are you? Seems like a pretty personal question, right? I'm happy to answer though. I wear a size 5...err... 27... but sometimes a 0... oh- in that brand I'm a 7... European 47... and an 8, and a 29, 30, XS, 4, S/M, Childrens 14, 6... And the list goes on. 

Each of these pairs of pants fits me fantastically. And they're sizes 4, 5, 8 and 27. Hanging next to these in my closet were a 31, 2, 00, 8 and 10. Ummm....

WHEN did sizes stop meaning anything? In a way I'm grateful, because I very distinctly remember a time when my jean size and my self-esteem were VERY closely linked. But the creative licenses clothes makers are taking when sizing their pieces can cause similar panic in those who aren't so willing disregard the number on the tag. At the thrift store today I observed a woman near tears as she fought to get a blouse over her head. I offered to help and we got it around her shoulders, but it quickly became apparent that the shirt was just too small. I told her I didn't think it fit right, and she insisted, "It HAS to fit. I don't wear bigger than a medium. God, I hope I haven't gained weight." This woman was by no means overweight, and looked pretty fit to me. The shirt was obviously cut small, but because she had decided that she was supposed to fit into clothing labeled M, she automatically assumed the fault was with her body, and not the manufacturer's.

Vanity sizing is NOT a secret, (covered here in USA TODAY, here on STYLE CASTER, and here in the NY TIMES) and it's NOT only happening to women (covered here in Esquire). 

WHAT ARE WE DOING TO OURSELVES? 

When I'm President of the Universe:
Clothing will be sold strictly based upon measurements, as in bust, waist and hip size. While it won't provide the esteem-boost that vanity sizing does, it WILL prevent us from thinking our bodies have changed based on  fickle sizing discrepancies, and maybe, just maybe we can start selecting clothing solely by what looks good on, regardless of what the tag says. 

Do clothing tags stress you out? How do you deal?

Friday, July 22, 2011

Thrift Store Steals



Yesterday I took my mom to her PT appointment (she just had a long overdue and VERY successful hip replacement!). While she was with the therapist, I ran over to the Gloversville Salvation Army to kill some time. $20.77 later, I had a pair of shoes, a skirt, two belts, a blouse, two sweaters, a dress and three t-shirts.
 This skirt fits PERFECTLY. The material is a bit too heavy for now, but will be awesome for the fall! For $1.99 how can you go wrong?

 :) Legs. I LOVED this sweater- SO 80's off-shoulder amazing, and $0.99. Yes, please.

 This dress is really lightweight and so versatile. :) And white-tagged items were 50% off, so it was $3.50.

 These sweet belts were $0.99 each, and the Oscar de la Renta 100% silk blouse was 50% off. 


Why I thrift: 
1) One of a kind items (or at least more rare/ no longer in production items)
2) It's eco-friendliness
3) Budget-friendliness
4) Sense of accomplishment (nothing like finding PERFECT pieces)

Do you thrift? Any good finds lately?