Hello and Happy Summer!
A note, to start: This post is heavy on the photos and light on the words. And it doesn't have all that much to do with food. But honestly, I needed a place for this. A place for this memory to sit, so that one day we can look back on it and comment on how blue the water was and how young we looked.
In late April, we ventured to the big island of Hawaii, a trip I had been anticipating more and more with the record-breaking rainfall and dreariness we had been enduring in Seattle. We stayed along the Kailua-Kona coast where it is gloriously sunny and dry and I practically cried tears of joy and relief upon arrival.
Things I want to remember about this trip:
carry-ons stuffed full with stacking cups that clang a little too loudly, the heaviest story books of all time, and rolls and rolls of washi tape (for sticking on and peeling off the back of the airplane seat in front of you, of course) / seafood all day, every day / constant toddler pleas to be in the water / strappy sandals or sandy toes with no other options / socked-in storms and hikes in the pouring rain / farmers markets in small towns, stands brimming with sweet breads, lilikoi jam, and eggs in colorful cartons / eating every meal outside / the unrelenting inspiration and hope that comes from travel.
And let's talk about all that color! The ocean seemed to change by the hour - light aquas and deep turquoises that turned to sapphire blues with ripples of pink and purple as the sun began to set. Fruity little drinks were garnished with slices of sunny yellow pineapple or coral-hued papaya. Jet black molten rock juxtaposed with lush greenery. I love my earthy Pacific Northwest palette, but gosh, I needed some tropical vibes.
Now, back at home, we are basking in sunshine day after day and it is glorious! We've dusted off the grill, picked berries in the countryside, and slurped down more ice cream cones than I can count. I'll be back with some sort of summery post.