Friday ends with a record 5th bond fire in a row. I didn’t really attend last nights evening circle. Just a brief appearance to say hello and goodbye. Slipping in and out of the shadows.
It’s Saturday morning, Debbie has gone off to the Hanalei Farmers Market, and all is quiet around Hale Mahana.
A routine of sorts is settling in, with everyone defining the word vacation in their own way.
Dinner has been a little rushed with the anticipation of fires at the beach. Debbie got some super spicy peppers which were sliced super thin and place on Ono shashimi with cilantro and ponzu sauce, paying homage (copying)Â Nobu’s yellow tail.
I think I’ll shave today, do a little carving and maybe, just maybe another fire tonight?