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Musubi
I wanted to say thank you for Hawaii. When I was young, my dad was in the army and was station in Honolulu, so I was very fortunate to live for four years in Hawaii. My favorite snack from Hawaii was Musubi. My mom hated making it because no one else in the family likes it besides me, so I only got to eat it on rare occasions when my friends moms made it. Well fast forward a life time, long after i forgot about my favorite childhood snack, I was walking through the grocery store and I looked near the bottom of the shelf and I saw a can of spam. All of a sudden I was reminded of over twenty years ago with the breeze coming up off of the ocean, the warm sun in the sky, and the sand on my feet. I decided to buy the spam and some nori, and I never thought such a simple snack could bring me so much joy. I am a 6’3” tall white man, covered in tattoos, I’ve worked construction, I drove a semi truck for years, and I wear flannels and blue jeans nearly year round now. But for a moment, I was five years old again, and I was dancing in the kitchen with my musubi. I know this post is silly, but I’ve never had any food have such a profound effect on me. So thank you to Hawaii. Thank you to the people. Thank you for treating a chubby little white boy like family and making him feel at home.
I wanted to say thank you for Hawaii. When I was young, my dad was in the army and was station in Honolulu, so I was very fortunate to live for four years in Hawaii. My favorite snack from Hawaii was Musubi. My mom hated making it because no one else in the family likes it besides me, so I only got to eat it on rare occasions when my friends moms made it. Well fast forward a life time, long after i forgot about my favorite childhood snack, I was walking through the grocery store and I looked near the bottom of the shelf and I saw a can of spam. All of a sudden I was reminded of over twenty years ago with the breeze coming up off of the ocean, the warm sun in the sky, and the sand on my feet. I decided to buy the spam and some nori, and I never thought such a simple snack could bring me so much joy. I am a 6’3” tall white man, covered in tattoos, I’ve worked construction, I drove a semi truck for years, and I wear flannels and blue jeans nearly year round now. But for a moment, I was five years old again, and I was dancing in the kitchen with my musubi. I know this post is silly, but I’ve never had any food have such a profound effect on me. So thank you to Hawaii. Thank you to the people. Thank you for treating a chubby little white boy like family and making him feel at home.
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