To end my Oahu’s Triple D segment is a trip to Waiola’s Shave Ice. No, this is not the Waiola Shave Ice that’s constantly advertised on Hawaii Five-0 and not the one with the bakery.
On my previous trip to Honolulu, a local friend introduced me and my hubby to shaved ice. At first I wasn’t too interested because I imagined it to be like PNE’s snow cone. Coarse, grainy, rough ice doused in food colouring.
When I arrived, it was part of a corner store. But there was a line for the shaved ice which is the first good sign. Read the rest of this entry