The Fresh Shave: Kauai’s Most Mustache-ingly Awesome Shave Ice

Oahu might have paved the way for the explosive popularity of local style shave ice, but Kauai has quickly taken over as the king of the fresh fruit shave ice movement. The Fresh Shave, owned by Daniel & Priscilla Soule chooses to use all-natural, local, and organic produce in their shave ice. Plus, they infuse a bit of hipster fun by mustache-ing up every detail of your shave ice eating experience. Mustaches aside, the shave ice at The Fresh Shave simply taste great.

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Sushi Ginza Onodera: The Most Authentic Omakase Experience In Hawaii

I’ve enjoyed omakase in Tokyo, Hawaii, and New York City, arguably, three of the best places on Earth to enjoy sushi. Dining at Sushi Ginza Onodera ranks up there with my experience eating at the small sushi restaurants in Tokyo’s famed Tsukiji Market and at Daisuke Nakazawa’s (a former apprentice at Sukiyabashi Jiro) namesake restaurant, Sushi Nakazawa, in New York City’s West Village. Simply put, Sushi Ginza Onodera is the most authentic sushi experience in Hawaii. It’s almost as if you’re in Tokyo. Almost.
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Finding Forgiveness at Pu’uhonua O Honaunau

For Hawaiians in old Hawaii, Pu’uhonua O Honaunau was considered to be a place of refuge. It was where you went, or attempted to go to, if you committed an act that went against the kapu system (the ancient Hawaiian code of conduct). In modern Hawaii, residents often complain about the $250 fine when caught using mobile devices in their vehicles. In old Hawaii, however, entering an area reserved for chiefs, or eating forbidden foods, would cost you your life. The stakes were much higher back then. But, there was a way out. If you could somehow Jason Bourne your way into a puuhonua, or place of refuge, your life would be spared.

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Turtle Spotting, Slow Motion Sunset Watching, And Gentle Nudges Full of Intention

Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. One breath at a time. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale. One breath at a time.

Sometimes I need a gentle reminder to slow down for a bit. A gentle nudge on the shoulder telling me that my life isn’t a timed race to live. There is no one at a finish line waiting to give out medals to the person who went the fastest. I don’t need to be going 150 miles-per-hour all the time. Gentle reminders, like those I get when I see turtles like the ones I photographed below, remind me to live a more deliberate life full of intention and to create moments that are full of value.

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