Sweets? What do we have here that we can call sort of our own? How about this my visitor friend. Look for a local dig that sells a Malasada. It's pronounced (Mah- la- sa dah) it is a deep fried doughnut sort of, kind of, and tossed in some white sugar. It is a Portuguese influenced sweet, and if the New Orlean folks can claim Benya their own, then we Hawaiians can at least say we adopted as our own, the fabulous Malasada.
These are sold at fairs, benefits, concerts, and bakeries.
Me, I love to drive to Homemaid Bakery in Kahului and scarf a couple with some hot Kona coffee, yeah that's the ticket man. Nothing like a Malasada to halt the stomach's growling.
I won't get into the history of the Malasada, that's boring for now, so just a heads up, you wanna get cultured? Find yourself some Malasadas, and take it home, stash them in your suitcase.
These are sold at fairs, benefits, concerts, and bakeries.
Me, I love to drive to Homemaid Bakery in Kahului and scarf a couple with some hot Kona coffee, yeah that's the ticket man. Nothing like a Malasada to halt the stomach's growling.
I won't get into the history of the Malasada, that's boring for now, so just a heads up, you wanna get cultured? Find yourself some Malasadas, and take it home, stash them in your suitcase.
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