Afterthoughts: Give me the Regular
In praise of the neighborhood spot.
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In praise of the neighborhood spot.
For such a warm place, Hawai‘i sure likes to give the cold shoulder.
The future is weirder than I thought it would be.
Men, consider the jumpsuit.
What we think about when we think about hurricanes.
The heat, my god, the heat!
Is it too soon to get nostalgic for local plastic shop bags?
Forget store-bought—the best gifts are the ones you make.
Hawai‘i looks better from the bed of a truck.
To selfie or not to selfie: That is the question.
Honolulu gets into the giving spirit.
Driving in Honolulu traffic sucks. Cars that drive themselves could help streamline traffic.
I, for one, welcome our new chicken overlords.
Sometimes you don’t know what you want till you get it.
The instant-noodle aisle in Don Quijote is a wonderland.
Managing editor Michael Keany reflects upon his first job–three rough months spent picking pineapples on Maui.
Gone are the days of old fuddy-duddy aloha shirts. Local designers like Reyn Spooner, Roberta Oaks Power, Sig and Kūha‘o Zane have made the aloha shirt look cool.
Making the most of Hawaii’s ever-growing ex-pat network.
Biking, I love you, but you’re bringing me down.
These days, handmade signage is the exception rather than the rule.
When does a rant turn into something more?
Hawaii fails to handle.
Going off the grid used to be more dramatic.
Chinatown’s losing more than just cheesecake.