Monday, February 2, 2009

Loco Moco / I Hope All This Jumping...


...around between NYC and Hawai'i posts isn't confusing. If I possessed any proper sense of organization I would have finished all my Hawai'i meals before trekking back east. Regardless, I cannot help but move as my whims call :)

Today, we're back for lunch at Jack's in Aina Haina.

Above, the "daily" specials. "Daily" is used quotations because I am fairly sure that the specials board has not changed since my last visit in summer 2008 :)

I like to start off my meals here - whether they be breakfast or lunch (Jack's is closed for dinner) with a hot biscuit and honey butter. For lack of better words, the honey butter is SO GOOD. So Good. We could easily make this at home - whip butter with streams of honey. But as someone who used to slice chunks of salted butter for midday "snacks," I don't trust myself with such a task. There would be no more butter left to slather on biscuits by the time I was done whipping.

They never give enough butter. So I always have to ask for more. And they are always happy to give. Meals at Jack's are always a happy affair.

Mom had the Portuguese sausage fried rice with a fried egg on top...

...while I went with chili-rice. Rainbow's Drive-In and Zippy's makes the best local chili as far as my experiences run. But oh, while we're on the subject of chili, check out this photo Dan posted of Kathyrn's chili. Now that is what I'll be craving on a chilly (no pun intended, haha) day.

The chili proved decent enough to hold my attention...UNTIL...until, until, until...Dad's loco moco came out.

I shoved my plate aside and aimed my fork in the direction of his plate.

Dad knowingly smiled, "what? wish you had ordered something else?" Being the awesome person he is, dad cut me a massive share of his loco moco. Mounds of hot rice, hamburger patty, grilled onions and mushrooms topped with a fried egg. And Then. Gravy. All. Over.

Cholesterol counts do not exist in our universe.

This was supposed to be the loco moco upskirt shot, but everything is doused in brown gravy so it all looks the same in the end. As good as it was, the gravy was severe overkill. Cinnamon's in Kailua portions everything just right. After years of breakfast and lunch visits, it's easy to conclude that breakfast is definitely Jack's stronger suit. While lunch here will never wrong you, it also will never impress. The pancakes though, speak of dreamy wonders.

Post-Jack's we took a trip down to Gecko's in Kaimuki where I proceeded to wiped out of all the used Archie Comics they had in stock. I've been collecting these comic books since 2nd grade, much thanks to my parents for funding this silly habit. Dad was pretty sure I'd grow out of them by the time middle school came around...

...we're still waiting for that day, haha. Gecko's is my go-to source for comic books in Hawai'i. I've been coming here for as long as I can remember, scouring the ratty cardboard boxes for old comics. Sometimes I'll get the new comics - but the stories in those aren't nearly as exciting as the comics from the early 90s. I get my plastic covers here too. And have never seen another female in the shop. Which disturbs me a bit. But. Oh well, as long as I have a steady supply of comics, all is good.

Previous Posts on Jack's:
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P.S.
Here's wishing Don a happy, happy birthday ^_^

Jack's Restaurant
Aina Haina Shopping Center
830 W Hind Dr
Honolulu, Hawaii 96821

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