Well, friends, imagine my disappointment yesterday, when my son and I trekked down to the L&L Hawaiian Barbeque on Broadway to get what we had been fantasizing about for months. I ordered a fish dish, then said that I would like an order of malasadas. I could hardly believe my ears when the order-taker said, “We don’t have the dough to make any.” I just looked at him with a stare of horror, to which he responded, “The boss hasn’t ordered any dough. We won’t have any until we get the dough.”
My son and I were crestfallen. I even cancelled my fish order, being inconsolable. I was hoping to update my blog entry of two years ago — the one in which I heaped praise on L&L for their very good malasadas. Never as good as Leonards in Honolulu when last there in 1999. So, always phone before you go, if you choose to go. We are thinking of making the 47 mile trip to Suisun City to try the highly acclaimed doughy heaven at that establishment. It will, however take some time to recover from yesterday’s experience.
After all, one does not make for the malasada place on a daily, let alone monthly or annual basis. It was indeed a soul-wrenching occasion… to have waited for so long and to have had the result we did.
That’s it, friends, except that my consolation was to get up this morning and make a lovely vegetable stock with veggies in the fridge and on the counter to which I have just added some lentils. Later in the process, I will add some rice for volume and taste, since it is Basmati. That will be later this afternoon. Maybe then my popsicle toes will thaw sufficiently to apply some much needed lotion. And before you ask, yes, I am wearing socks, and will be wearing slippers as soon as I find them!
Later…..
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