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Hawaii Rice Festival Celebrates Five Years

September 24th, 2014
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Marking a celebratory fifth year of honoring rice in Hawai‘i, the 5th Annual Hawaii Rice Festival has a full schedule planned for family and friends who attend the free festival on Sunday, September 28, 2014, which will run from 11:00 a.m. – 5:00 p.m. at Ward Centers.
Headlining the event is an impressive attempt to establish a Guinness World Record for the Largest Loco Moco, which will weigh more than 1,000 pounds.

Live entertainment is courtesy of Kapena, Jody Kamisato and the Ukulele Super Kids, EMKE, Honoka & Azita, Jason Tom (Hawaii’s Human Beatbox), Heat & Soul, and taiko drumming by Ryukyukoku Matsuri Daiko Hawaii. The event emcee will be 94.7 KUMU’s Bruddah Bryan.

Chef and celebrity cooking demos will showcase the talents of Colin Hazama of the Sheraton Waikiki paired with 2001 Miss Hawaii & OC16 The Pet Hui host Denby Dung; and Grant Kawasaki of Hawaiian Grown TV and Hawaiian Grown Kitchen on OC16 with KHON2 reporter Manolo Morales.

Family and friends can cheer on a speed eating race between 10 brave competitors at the 5th Annual SPAM Musubi Eating Contest.
A growing list of vendors includes: Lundberg Family Farms, Grill’N Out, Paletas Hawaii, The Alley Restaurant at Aiea Bowl, Hawaiian Twisted Tater, Eat da Bowl, Bubble Puff & Tea, Da Bag Place, Pop Pop Donuts, Hawaii's Fried Musubi, The Sugar Hut, Tea Girls Hawaii, MunchieZ by Sweet Pea Cafe, Beyond Burgers HI, Yum Restaurants, Spin Grill, Yajima-Ya, Hawaiian Fresh Farms, Shiga'licious / Aloha Cones, Milk Tea Hawaii, 'Ono Kettle Korn, Ono Pops, Tin Hut BBQ, Inferno's Pizza, Channel 808, Oceanic Time Warner Cable, VH07V, Susan Page Modeling, and Yelp. Rice Fest will offer delicious and unique rice dishes prepared by these local vendors.

The 5th Annual Rice Festival will graciously accept monetary and brown rice donations for Lanakila Pacific Meals on Wheels, the only island-wide meal service for seniors. Also, Rice Fest is partnering this year with Yum! Brands (KFC, Pizza Hut and Taco Bell) and the World Hunger Relief to spread the #PassTheRedCup Movement that aims to provide food to help aid the global crisis of world hunger.

The Hawaii Rice Festival is a free, annual family-friendly event that celebrates Hawaii’s most beloved grain, bringing together food trucks, entertainment, celebrity chefs, cooking and eating competitions, and fun for the entire family. For general information, visit www.ricefest.com.

Flying poshen

August 11th, 2014
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Olivia had a playdate with Meya. They were in the kitchen asking for weird ingredients and little bowls and measuring devices.

When I say weird, I mean weird. She asked if I had dragonfly breath. I was like, "Dragon breath? You mean bad breath?"

"No, Mommy. *eye roll* DragonFLY breath," said the sassy girl. "Where can we buy some?"

Oh, right, I just saw that on special in the weekly Long's ad.

They wouldn't tell us what they were trying to make but I figured out it wasn't brownies. Anyway, as long as they weren't burning the house down I didn't care as long as they were occupied and not fighting.

Then, Claus picked up his iPad to use (we are always grateful it hasn't melted from being Netflix'ed to death for hours upon hours) and saw this:

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Potions for how to fly and become a vampire. Poshens, I should say.

Upshot: it didn't work. I still have Earth-bound, non-blood sucking little girls running around the house.

But if it does kick in after a delayed reaction, I'll have to try some myself. If I were a vampire I wouldn't be so sleep deprived on the morning shift, plus I could fly to and from work and avoid the afternoon congestion on the roads.

 

Lea

June 25th, 2014
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One of my best friends is a woman named Lea, who I've known since we were in the seventh grade together at Kamehameha. At one point she also worked with me at KHNL.

Lately, due to reasons probably related to us being at-home moms, we have developed a relationship that has us communicating a couple hours a day. Obviously, she has a special ring tone on my phone.

When Claus hears Lea's text alert or Lea's ring tone, he mockingly rolls his eyes and says, "Lea again?" He is so mellow that nearly nothing fazes him, so it's in jest - but I know he finds it oddly amusing that our first texts start at 6:30 am and the last text often ends late at night. "You talk to her all the time," he half-complained.

One day, I decided to try an ayurvedic detoxification that my yoga teacher was talking about. I love food. I love to eat. I do not have food issues, unless the issue is not having enough to eat.

I'm not sure what I was thinking, but for the first one to three days this cleanse suggests to consume only vegetable soup or juice. I was optimistic that I could do it. I'm not sure why I was so deluded, in hindsight.

It made me SO grumpy to be starving. I mean, all the vegetable soup you can drink does not a full stomach make. After having the caloric equivalent of three legumes all day I was terrible to be around. He was getting annoyed with me.

The following day, the grumpiness grew, and I could no longer stand it. I smelled the dinner Claus was cooking and I completely had a detox fail. I ate a hot dog, spaghetti meat sauce, and since I was on a roll already, I said to heck with it and had a bowl of ice cream.

Then, I felt guilty and started beating myself up for not being able to follow the detox guidelines. This poor guy had been subjected to so much of my crazy this week.

"You see?" I pointed out. "This is what Lea and I talk about. She hears my complaints so that you don't have to."

"Yeah. You should talk to her more," encouraged Claus, as he sidled away from me, probably for the next week until I was back to eating normally again!

Girlfriends. Good ones are like gold.

Car beans

June 23rd, 2014
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Welcome to another episode of The Housewife Files.

I think I have more work to do now than when I had an office job. Notice how I did not say just "job"? Raising a child and tending the domestics is a J-O-B!

I went to the grocery store to buy supplies. Dinner + pantry items + snacks for Olivia's day + random sundry items people need to stock up on. I returned to the car with many, many bags of groceries.

In the spirit of my housewife agreement to spend all my husband's money now, I also ended up buying more things than I had on the shopping list. You know how that goes.

One three-digit-receipt later and I was back home carrying all the bags in the house. Apparently, a bag of edamame beans fell out and under Olivia's seat. I didn't see it because my car has a fair amount of other things in it (her toys, her shoes, her extra clothes, spare pool towels, my yoga mat and towel, my gym bag... blah blah)

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A short while later, the family was headed out in my car. Olivia got into her car seat and asked, "Mommy, what should I do with the car beans?"

"Car beans? What are you talking about?" I asked, rushing around as I so often am.

"These green things. In the car. Car beans," she answered. "Should I bring it in the house?"

Thanks for specifics. I finally walked over to see what she was talking about.

Her little finger was pointing to a bag on the car mat, slightly hidden under the car seat. "OH! Car beans! The edamame beans! I wondered where they went!" I exclaimed, grabbing them and putting them in the freezer.

This is so not the first time this has happened to me. I have more spaced out moments as a mother than I have ever had in my pre-child life. Sometimes I think I might lose my head if it wasn't attached!

 

Life of grasshopper

May 16th, 2014
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In the morning, I heard a bloodcurdling little-girl scream from the bedroom followed by, "MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY MOMMY!!!!!!!"

I calmly walked over to see what the panic was about. I was sure it was nothing traumatic (unless you consider the bug's feelings) and I was right. There was the tiniest two inch grasshopper sitting on the floor, with Olivia dancing around it and pointing.

"It's a grasshopper, Hon. You have seen that before," I chuckled.

Olivia followed my cue and converted her energy to interest. "Can I keep it as a pet? Please?" she begged.

"Just for the day," I relented. "But then you have to let it go tonight."

"Whyyyyy? I just want a pet!" whined my daughter, as if having a 70 pound dog, cat, six bowls of fish, and a tank of shrimp isn't enough.

"Just today," I said firmly, and left.

Later that morning the conversation resurrected between Olivia and my dad. "What is it going to eat?" my dad pointed out. "I don't know what grasshoppers eat, and you need to feed it."

Nobody in the house knew what grasshoppers eat, and most importantly, I do not care what they eat because I will not be feeding it. I reminded her she had to release it back to nature tonight. She complained back at me.

I happened to be baking cookies. "If you love it, set it free, because it needs to live outside, Sweetie. Besides, I will trade you the life of one grasshopper for a coconut macaroon," I offered.

That took all of three seconds. She raced out the door and reappeared in five minutes. She showed it to the neighbor kids first then came home. "I let it go, Mommy!" she confirmed.

"Great, Honey! That's so wonderful of you. That was so nice to that bug," I complimented.

"I want to cash in on my cookie now," she reminded.

So I see. The lesson is less about the value of life and love, and more about motivation by bribery.