After checking out the surfing we went farther north to where the world famous Hawaiian “shrimp shacks” are located. Sumi, 8 months pregnant at the time, declined to partake in the deliciousness.
I had the garlic and butter shrimp and Susan had the spicey garlic. If you don’t like garlic, I don’t think you had any options. We were mighty hungry, and it was sooo good. Totally doused in butter and literally a pound of garlic – it was probably best Sumi didn’t get a plate as her baby would have been born with heart disease from all the cholesterol.
If we get back to Oahu next year, we will be sure to sample the prawns. For you easterners (hey, I had never heard of them either) a prawn is what I would call a mammoth prehistoric shrimp, ranging in size anywhere from a banana to 15 pounds of shrimpy delight.
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