It was my second night on Oahu and I was ready to hit the bars and get buzzed enough to forget how culture-shocked I was feeling. Since Honolulu seems to lack an online presence for the most part, Kendle and I joined up with a group of trendy scenesters and local musicians who knew just the place to go on a Sunday night. Birthday boy, Nick of the local band Narwhal, let this F.O.B. girl tag along to SALT Kitchen & Tasting Bar to join in the fun.
The place was packed with young professionals and artsy types, cramming onto the industrial upper floor to gander at the black and white photographs from local artists. The HEP favorite featured a particularly curly mustachioed fellow (and maybe a car? Oh beer, how you alter my memory). Not thinking that I’d be blogging about this experience, I (pretty stupidly) didn’t search out the artist’s name. Oops.
After just a few minutes of crowding the bar, we walked away with a couple of (only slightly overpriced) Sam Adam’s. Had we been feeling a bit gutsier, we could have ordered the “Brown Bag Special” – a cheap can of beer served in a little brown bag – that seemed to be a pretty popular choice.
Overall, the noise was manageable, the people were cool, and vibe was trendy: perfect for Date Night or just a chill and funky night on the town. Aside from curbing Kendle’s mischevious desire to scale the slatted walls, we had a great time. Maybe next time we’ll hit them up on a slower night and give the supposedly delicious food a try.