We woke up early in the morning in Honolulu’s Chinatown, around 7, and made our way down the misty city streets to a sensory feast. We woke in fog and found ourselves in brilliance:
We wandered into a food court where more and different kinds of breakfast were being served than I ever imagined:
And behind the food court was more market full of the freshest ingredients:
And even still we wandered out and down the street, stall upon stall, feasting on it all:
The market was overwhelming in it’s variety and amount– so much gorgeous and interesting food to see and consider. I wish we had more time to cook some it. But I loved being there! Posting for reals tomorrow.