We began our second full day in Maui with a stop at 808 Deli. The red velvet cupcakes caught my eye first, and lucky us, it was buy one pastry get one free! Mr. Woo opted for the homemade peanut butter cup. While the cupcake was just okay, their chicken mango chutney panini was pure brilliance. It was my favorite discovery of the entire day.
This day, we headed up north. Of all the things I could have eaten, I was determined to find at least one bakery. We did find one on Day 2 with our handy dandy Maui Revealed but it had already closed for the day. Komoda in Makawao looked like a teeny-tiny store from the outside, and we discovered that it was. After selecting a few different breads, I walked out as if I had discovered the next element on the periodic table. Though everything looked yummy, our favorite was the stick donut by far.
Out of the blue it started sprinkling for a few minutes, but just like the natives we kept going about our day without a care. Thinking about water, I became thirsty and decided to wash down all the sugar with another shave ice and ice cream. The nearest menu to have it was a sushi place down the street. That should have been a red flag as it wasn't as good as the first one I had. Interestingly, I later read that Makawao was the "cowboy" city of Maui.
Not knowing when we'd come back again, we tried to make the drive up to Haleakala National Park to see the much-talked-about crater (think: Hawaii's Grand Canyon). Keep in mind that we started our venture in the late afternoon, so by the time we hit mile 8 and were at around half the altitude of the highest 10,000 it was dark and raining on the hairpin turns with only an occasional car passing by. Feeling sick (and scared) we decided to call it quits and headed back.
Myth: Because Maui doesn't have too many main roads, it's super easy to find your way around the island.
Fact: They give you a map at the car rental for a reason - to humble you and try to save you some time.
On our way back, the official shot gun navigator gave the driver the wrong turn (south instead of north) and fell asleep shortly after. An hour later she woke up to the sound of the driver saying, "I don't think this is the right way..." Upon double checking, we realized that not only were pretty much east of Kihei, the road only allowed us to drive north or south. So we had to go back up north, turn where we were supposed to in the first place, then drive south again. For what it's worth, the view of the coast was very serene.
After our surprise detour, we were back in Kihei just in time to watch the sunset at the beach. Lots of people were out with us. Isn't it interesting how God made people attracted to splendid things? We watch the Olympics, talk about Guinness records, and yet we're a county whose heart denies the almighty God. A starving group of people, really.
For dinner we settled on eating Moose McGillycuddy's, mainly because out of the three waiting lists we were on, this was the shortest. Steak and fries for the man, fish taco for the woman. The view was great, company was fantastic, and the food mediocre.
I started thinking about what I could bring back home as a souvenir of the wonderful time we were having. I came across this cute little glass piggy with flowers on its rump! But I couldn't justify the 15 bean price tag. Instead, we went back to the condo to get some much-needed rest for an early rise. I was bursting with excitement for our snorkeling trip and luau dinner that Mr. Woo had planned for the next day. Woo-hoo!