We attended a luau at “the home.” My grandma and her friends performed the Hu Ke Lau during happy hour, followed by Hawaiian dancers, and a hawaiian themed dinner–complete with roasted pig. I must say, it’s always a bit disconcerting to look my dinner in the face. Never been a fan, myself. Fish with eyeballs? No thank you!
If I wasn’t such a carnivore, I would totally be a vegetarian. Sigh.
And so my wish for you, dear friends: may your days be as beautiful as a Hawaiian afternoon, may your nights be full of song and dance … and when you look upon your food, may it not look back …


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I'll drink to that! I'm with you all the way!
If I went to a luau I would be crying the whole time. Unless I see your dancing Grandma, then I would be smiling the whole time!
I hope you're having a lovely weekend, Amy!