Sunday, November 2, 2008
My dad and I would discuss future plans and issues over hot chocolate and pancakes. I don't recall when the tradition started, but we always tried to go out to breakfast while on family trips, just the two of us. I don't know if he realizes how much that daddy-daughter time meant to me. One memorable location was this fantastic little bakery on Turtle Bay on Oahu. They made coconut half-moon pies like you wouldn't believe and if anyone appreciates a good pastry, it's my dad and myself.