Have An Aloha Shoyu Day, Bitch

OK, so I am back in Lincoln, Nebraska after visiting family in Hawaii. While I was there, I just had to get some Aloha Shoyu because it is way tastier than the stuff you find in the stores here. In all honesty, there is no soy sauce tastier than Aloha Shoyu. No, I am not on their payroll or anything, it is just that good.

So there I am with my cousin Scott at the Wal-Mart in Hilo getting a gallon of soy sauce to bring back to the Midwest. So far so good.

Cody and I were worried that we would miss my flight in Hilo because we just had to eat breakfast at Ken's House of Pancakes beforehand, so we got up extra early just so we could make this breakfast date thing happen. We eat, share some good times, and I ate Cody's leftover bacon and headed out. I checked in the one box containing all sorts of Hawaiiana and a gallon of Aloha Shoyu. Because it *is* that damned good.

On time, baby!

When I got to Oakland, it was clear that I would be cutting things close. Apparently, I had to retrieve my checked box at baggage claim and then re-check it in on the other airline and run back across the freaking airport AFTER going through a freakishly long line at security.

Yeah. Not happeneing.

So I missed my connection in Oakland back to Omaha not once, but twice because of all that running around. Never mind I was running through the airport like some jackass with a gallon of soy sauce (If you are old enough to remember O.J. Simpson as the Hertz car rental spokesperson and not a poster boy for murder, you know what I went through).

I ended up spending the night at the Day's Inn in Oakland for $100.

Yes, Aloha Shoyu is worth that...or was it?

In 2004, Aloha Shoyu opened a warehouse/distribution center in Hayward...14 miles south of Oakland. I could have got some there.

After finding them online, I also learned that I could have had the danged soy sauce shipped for only $30.

Yeah, have an Aloha Shoyu day, bitch.

Love,