Note: Barry ran away he did not want to be photographed.
When we got there we were met by Master Tortilla maker, Marco and his assistant Mariano, and it was a very interesting operation, according to Marco, "We make 5,000 tortillas an hour with this machine, we sell to many restaurants, we make the best tortillas we pump them out fast." And yes, fast is an understatement, watching Marco and Mariano work, they are like the Roadrunner ditching Wyle E. Coyote around the desert.
The machine is crazy huge, in the factory different types of flours are stacked about four feet high, and in the walk-in fridge, there's stacks and stacks of tortillas, corn and flour ready to be packaged and shipped to its final destination. Barbara and I tasted the fresh flour tortillas that came out when it was warm and headed for the cooling apparatus, man they were fresh! There's a difference from fresh and packaged from some mainland store, you can taste the plastic when you buy those store bought ones from the mainland.
It was a fun time, that invitation was so good, and Barbara is a foodie too, after that she and Barry invited me to go to lunch at his Kihei Cafe in the Kalama Village, cool, there's nothing like being invited to eat, and they let you blog them. It's great for my Foodie Blogger resume I guess, but what is really cool is the friendships you make along this journey called life. Barry is a cool dude, my Blackend Fish Sandwich was great, and Barbara's Country Fried Steak was Epic, yeah I said it Epic, go ahead kill me, excuse me for living. The pics at the very bottom is the lunch Barry got us.
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