When we were in Hawaii on the Big Island last month, I was on a hunt for the best local food I could find. The resort where we were staying was lovely — and the food was too — but, it was not unlike food I could find in lovely restaurants where I live.
On the second day of our vacation, I asked the beach bartender if he was from the area, and if so, could he recommend some places to eat. He started to name handful of nearby restaurants, that were the opposite of what I wanted — touristy, expensive, and like the resort, with menus of — albeit delicious — food I could find at home. So to clarify what I was looking for, I said, “actually, where do you eat?”
His face literally lit up when he told me what to order, and that the fish was unbelievably fresh — brought in each morning from the sea.
First we spotted a small bright building — a fish market where you could buy either prepared raw fish dishes, like Poke, or fresh fillets of fish. And just to its side was an awesome, old, funky truck — the “restaurant,” if you will. Fish from this market also filled the taco shells and plates served from the truck.
The menu would change daily, depending on what fish was caught that morning. Together, the market and truck are called “Hale I’A Da Fish House.”
Talk about being at the right place at the right time . . . .
Just as we approached the fish store, off to my left, I spotted door to a small prep kitchen — an open door through which I could see a man holding up a big, fresh fish. I practically ran to that door, introduced myself and asked if I could watch and take pictures when he cleaned and filleted this gorgeous Mahi Mahi.
He smiled and nodded yes. He didn’t say a word, but he smiled from time to time and carried on with his work.
As we headed over to the truck, my 8-year-old son asked me, “Mommy, why do you like these dumpy places?” I tried to explain the difference between a “dump,” and an awesome “dive,” telling him that eating food at these cool local places when we travel helps us learn about other cultures.
(And yes, I know Hawaii in the the U.S., but you know what I mean.)
The fish tacos were somewhat mind blowing — Mahi Mahi (yes, from the fish pictured above – the one I’d just watched being filleted), with Cajun spices, pickled cabbage, tomato salsa, guacamole and sour cream. Such a fantastic blend of flavors. (Stay tuned for this recipe, too — coming soon!)
We went back almost every day for lunch for the rest of our vacation. Should you be lucky enough to find yourself in Hawaii on the Big Island, I wouldn’t miss this.
Hale I’A Da Fish House Lunch Wagon, 61-3665 Akoni-Pule Hwy, Kawaihae, HI96743