Waiting...a Million Miles Away, A Fusion of Food

As passionate I am about writing, an equal contender is food. Culturally infused cuisine, which embodies the flavours of its origins, stimulates my palate. It is something I desire when we are travelling to Hawaii. I must confess that my savor for great food is linked to my Ukrainian Baba. She cooked with gobs of butter, heaps of sauces and bacon drippings that would cause Gordon Ramsey to bloat like a jersey cow, who has not been milked! My glorious Baba spoiled me with homemade pierogies, cabbage rolls, and even homemade donuts. I could arrive at anytime, day or night, and there she would be… cooking a feast, with borscht on the stove simmering, sauerkraut being fried in a pan and the aromas permeating every corner of her home. I swear, I gained ten pounds just by walking thru the front door! The funny thing is, looking back; I do not recall my Baba being in any other room, but the kitchen. She would take in boarders, strangers, and whoever ended up on her doorstep, wanting a hearty meal. My Baba instilled in me the beauty of grease, the splendor of cream and infusion of dill sprinkled on pork fat. While vacationing in Hawaii,  I am not seeking out Foie Gras with drizzled pears; what I want is anything fried, dripping in fat and reminiscent of my beloved Baba. It maybe a different culture, but my research has proved fruitful in finding many establishments whose menus are lubricate in excess oily fare. Since my partner is from England, he has introduced me to things I never thought possible to batter, and then deep-fry! One of my personal favorites is deep fried Mars Bars. The melt in your mouth explosion of chocolate and caramel, erupts and tantalizes your taste buds in a very sensual way. It is my belief that if all nations came together in a fusion of chocolate and battered sweets, then World Peace just might be possible. In the meantime, as I continue packing for my trip, I am searching for local take-out menus to an establishment that specializes in portly portions.