Christina F.
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This visit was random. We live further north and usually make a pit stop on our way back from the airport. In the 25+years of this establishment, I have never been disappointed with the food. The palusami made my throat itchy, more leaves than coconut and the portion wasn't as big as it used to be. The selection of food (menu) was limited, ten items and only four available? And what happened to the tall pot with the sua fa'i? I couldn't get any more than one word from the man behind the counter. He was cooking and seemed to be in a hurry. I looked around for Sung? No sign of him, so I inquired, "Where's Sung?" The cashier said, "Sung passed away six months ago."
My heart ached in that moment, 'No wonder, that explains everything." We talked for a bit. The woman took me towards the restroom to look at the pictures and said, "See, Sung go Samoa!" The woman is Sung's sister in law and the man in the kitchen is Sung's younger brother, her husband. Sung lived with them for several months before his demise. This long time running Owner always had a smile - and always poked fun at my father every time we would pick up luau leaves. He tells whoever is nearby, a customer, an employee, anybody, "You see this man, him come from Samoa, no cooka palusami but make this for Hawaii, laulau c'mon you Samoa!"
He was a great guy!
He will be missed! Rest in peace Sung!