Saturday the tournament kicked in full speed ahead. We had two games (4 and 6 p.m.) so that put a bit of a damper on our plans for the day. A bunch of us decided to hit the swap meet at Aloha Stadium. It was pretty neat. I really didn't want to go all that bad because Lisa and I had been there and I didn't think too much of it but it was ALOT bigger this time. I guess they do it up big on Saturdays. The vendors went all the way around the stadium. The real reason I went, however, was a bribe of a pancake house Mari promised was the "Best breakfast in Hawaii." It was called Koa Pancake House and its motto really was "Best Breakfast in Hawaii." It was pretty good. you walk in and order at the counter and they gave you a number a lot like if you were to order at Burger King. Then the called your number and brought you meal to you. We sat at some tables out side and enjoyed the weather. I got the Early Bird, which was ironic since it was 9 a.m., and had three great pancakes and two scrambled eggs. It was pretty good. Then it was off to the swap meet.
After the swap meet, I got in Mari's car and it was time for some errands. but for dragging us along, she treated us to Chicago-style hot dogs and a local place owed by a local guy who was a chef at a five-state restaurant in Chicago. She talked the place up pretty big, but delivered. In fact, Diners Drive-ins and Dives had just been there in November and I don't think that episode has aired yet. So you might all get a chance to experience Hank's Haut Dogs a bit if you like the Food Network. I called dad and told him we were busy and he should eat on his own. I was impressed, it turns out he found Puka Dogs and seemed to have liked it. I guess the owner is originally from Minnesota and is a grad of Hamline who has been here since 1983. By-the-way, I took a picture of our order, can you guess which dog was mine? Mari told me it wasn't a real Chicago dog, and I think she was embarrassed to order it, but it was good all the same.
The games were pretty boring. two more 20-point games. The highlight was that two bird flew into the guy at halftime of the first game. They kept moving around the gym and had fans, players and coaches constantly ducking and took total focus off the games. A couple plaers did get hurt. one broke her nose and got rushed by Mari to the Emergency room anotehr hit her head on the floor and a third did something to her hip. Anyway, dad got to make his debut working a game since Mari was gone and Greg had to tend to the other hurt players, he ws thrown into videoing the game. His debut wasn't flawless, since he hit record on the camera, but didn't take the DVDs off pause he didn't record anything for a while, but Greg got him back on track and his help was appreciated.
After the game we picked up a late supper at California Pizza Kitchen (on the roof of the building next door to our hotel). It was a really good time to sit around and talk with the gang. We laughed a lot as usual and enjoyed some pretty good pizza. It was my first time and I had the Meat Craver and Dad was more adventurous and got the Hawaiian BBQ chicken pizza...sort of on Chris's suggestion a couple days ago. It was pretty good stuff and it was even better when Mari picked up the $160 tab.
Dad and I made a quick trip to the tattoo parlor and went to bed.
Mot that I have your attention, we went to get a shirt I spotted the day before at Hart and Huntington Tattoos.
There now I am caught up and you are too. That brings us almost to the present. Now I have an hour to get baked by the sun before I meet dad at Duke's for lunch.
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