First off, Lanai’s Travel Club is such a fun and unique group to be part of because it turns traveling into a social event, which is rare when it comes to globetrotting. It’s common for travelers to become weary during their explorations because being in a foreign place where no one speaks your language is oftentimes exhausting. With this travel group though, part of the fun is getting to be social and making new friends. Also experiencing a new country with other like-minded individuals. Those fun Korean BBQ dinners just wouldn’t have been the same if it weren’t for each member of the club! Continue reading
14 states, over 15,000 miles and overwhelmed with emotions. First, I’d like to start by saying mahalo to everyone who touch our lives during this incredible journey. I always thought I would end writing a thank you letter, but I know most of you would prefer the details, and how this all came to be what it is. Honestly, it all happened with the intention of spreading Aloha. That simple.
Before our first challenge in Beverly Hills, even before the plane ride to California where we would meet with Tyler, our concept was to share Aloha. We had our hurdles and arguments and definitely had our work cut out for us- it was no walk in Kapiolani Park. And I admit there was more than one occasion when I wanted to go home during this adventure, but I simply hate losing. And this motivated me to keeping going. That and the Aloha Spirit running strong.
Everything was full circle for us during this journey. From growing up poor to Adam saving that man’s life, karma was just on our side. Living on the tiny island of Lanai, we didn’t have any fast food restaurants. Not only were we poor, but if you didn’t learn to cook and feed yourself you starved. This is where our ‘thin to win’ strategy came from.
Mom and our grandparents always taught us to take care of our neighbors and community. So sharing was always something we practiced. Our garden in the yard was not just for us, but for everyone to enjoy. When grandma and grandpa cooked big pots of food or desserts they made sure we shared it with our neighbors. So on the road and in the Great Food Truck Race we shared not only the food, but our culture as well. And the dance and music of Hawaii.
Every city we visited we saw people and communities coming together for the chance to get a slice of Hawaii. We always made it a point to feed our film and production crew too with any extras we had, because that’s what people from the islands do. It’s just aloha and it’s our way of life.
Eating Midugai (Geoduck) at least once a week in Hawaii helped us in Portland. Growing up in the garden and planting sweet potatoes helped us with Idaho harvesting. Adam’s hobby of deer hunting on Lanai helped tremendously with carving that Buffalo in Rapids City. Eating spam throughout our childhood made Minnesota a no-brainer. The Italian restaurant that Adam opened up on Maui helped us make pizzas in Chicago. There just seemed to be so many details that came full circle for us. Little life experiences are what made it all possible.
One of the things that touched the three of us that you didn’t get to see was not only the Aloha Spirit from the people, but the journey that brought us here. Back on Episode #1 they highlighted Adam saving a man’s life. This same man ended up paying for his culinary training in Portland Oregon, which was the 2nd week stop. Three of the cities Aloha Plate stopped in, the man’s kids lived in. Coincidence?
I was standing outside of the truck in Virginia trying to keep up with orders, when a lady walked up to me and asked if she could speak with chef Adam. She had three young kids with her. She ended up just wanting to thank Adam, because those kids would have never met their grandfather if it weren’t for Adam saving his life. She was the daughter-in-law of Mr. Procter, the man Adam saved some 18 years ago. Talk about getting choked up, what a moment!
We can’t thank all of you enough for sharing our story, whether it was through the media or a social media follower. We have been doing tons of interviews the past four weeks and they always ask about our ‘fans’. We are not singers, actors or anyone more important than the next person. But we couldn’t have done it without our fans. Everyone who follows our Facebook, Instagram or Twitter is our ‘Ohana’. Everyone we met along the way during this incredible journey is family.
We all need to really start living together again. I’m talking about as a community. Find out who your neighbor is, have dinner with them like the old days. Share aloha with people who are new to the meaning of the word. This experience has taught me that sharing is an integral part of humans, and we all know what sharing is. But sometimes we all need to remind each other and ourselves.
Mahalo again to the communities who touched us and to the people who didn’t know us, but took the time to support Aloha Plate anyways!
To my brothers, Chef Adam and Shawn- I am so glad we got to share in this amazing ride together! Remember, we always speak our positive thoughts so that it is manifested. I am excited for the future! To our boys Tika Tika Taco and the Philly Boys, you have some new braddahs in Hawaii for life. You are all class acts and I look forward to visiting you again and seeing your next endeavors. This ride is not over, it has just begun!
I love you all, ALOHA.
The long drive to Chicago was much more exciting for us than for the other competitors because we had just pulled off a win in the Twin Cities. Coming down off our Spam Challenge high, Adam, Shawn and I were all feeling pretty good. But we also got serious and discussed how Chicago would be a challenge…
I mentioned before that the bigger cities are the ones that give everyone problems. Trucks tend to go unnoticed amongst the hustle bustle, unlike the attention we get from the small towns. When we arrived in Chicago, the weather turned on us, hail pounding the car for a good 3 to 4 minutes. The forecast said we would be getting some bad weather that week, which is never good news. Unless of course, you own a farm and are in the middle of a drought.
As we made our way into the city, I’m happy to say we did more homework on Chicago than any other location so far. Our coconut wireless technique was strong, but the city was so big, finding the right location seemed to be much harder than before. The heavy foot traffic spots such as The Magnificent Mile or the Wrigley Field neighborhood areas were out of the question. And they didn’t allow parking on any of the streets, nor on any of the beaches near the lakes. Everyone and their MOMS kept telling us to park in places that we soon found out were not allowed. There was a disconnect… what to do, what to do…
After long days of driving, the producers always give us a day off to rest. Of course on that ‘day of rest’ though, you’re doing everything BUT resting! There’s no way anyone would be foolish enough to do nothing. This is really your only time to figure out what in the hell you are going to do. It’s when you meet the locals, scout the foot traffic and hone in on your parking area. I got a text early that morning from an unknown Chicago number saying, “Lanai, call me when you have a chance, I think I have a place for you to park the truck.” Talk about relieving some stress and lowering the blood pressure!
After a few hours passes, I realize that the text turned out to be multiple texts from different people in the Chicago area code, all with the same message: “Join us at our Kamehameha Day Celebration!” JACK POT. The network of Hawaiians in Chicago had come to life, and again the Aloha Spirit was with us. The best part was that the Kamehameha Day Celebration did not include food, so Aloha Plate pretty much became the caterers of the event. Winna!
However, the day didn’t start like we wanted it to. We got stuck in a Puerto Rican parade for 2 hours. I don’t think there has been any frustration-free weekend. It just goes to show, nothing was going to be easy in this race. When we arrived, it was as if they had all been waiting for a rock star to show up! 200+ people were standing in line, cheering and throwing shakas. Wow, I just couldn’t believe it. But were they happy to see us because we finally arrived? Or because they had just waited 2 hours for food and were starving? Either way, half of me wanted to cry and the other half was feeling the overwhelming stress of needing to feed this group of people.
The day could not have finished any nicer. We had a trio of Hawaiian singers, ladies were dancing hula and the sun came out like we were back home on the beach in Hawaii. Kamehameha’s people were with us that day, and this celebration just so happened to be in Chicago, right next to the ice hockey arena where the Black Hawks were playing for a championship. Tons of people and lots of excitement.
Day two was much different for Aloha Plate, as Tyler threw a Truck Stop at us- It was time to make a deep dish Chicago pan pizza in 2 hours. Adam can make some great Italian food, but he had never made a deep dish before. So here we go! I was very impressed with not only how tasty it was and how traditional Chicago style he made it, but how calm and cool he stayed throughout the cooking process.
My brother’s thought process is very much like our grandfather’s. He keeps it simple. And like my grandpa always said, “Don’t think too much, you’ll make yourself stupid.”
We didn’t win the challenge, as the Mayor of Chicago was supposedly looking for something new, not traditional. But we were still feeling okay, because we knew our sales would keep us in the game. When Tyler said he was going to drop a bombshell on us, he really did something that’s never been done before in the race…
As you saw, all three of us are now in the finals! At first I didn’t know if I liked that method, because now you had to look out for 2 teams instead of just 1 more. Regardless, we didn’t even have time to think about it or be happy because we had some catching up to do with Tika Tika Taco in the money department.
On the final day in Chicago, Tyler threw another challenge at us. To sell Ditka Dogs. The winner got a 5-hour start to the next city, and it was crucial for us not to let Tika win this challenge. If they did, they would have the head start and the 1k in there- which would really put us in a hole.
We decided to post up in Whicker Park, one of the busiest shopping places in Chicago during weekends. When we arrived, we had about 75 people in line, but it wasn’t quite what we needed for the challenge. People who came to our truck simply weren’t interested in hot dogs. They wanted to sample something from Hawaii. What to do, what to do…
We ran out of time eventually and had to head over to Ditka’s to find out who actually made the challenge. All we could hope for was that the Philly Boys got this challenge, and not Tika.
Walking up to the 2nd floor to see Tyler and find out how we did was one of those exciting-not-so-exciting moments. I mean, we were going to get the news that someone else won, but at the same time Mike Ditka was sitting there with Tyler, so it was impossible to not get excited. Tika had a great weekend in Chicago with the taste challenge and now the 5-hour head start. We have to hand it to them- they did good and we can’t take that away from them. No. We just have to step it up in the next city.
We made some new friends in Chi town and we can’t thank all the Hawaiians enough. Aloha was alive and well in Chicago and we were very flattered to receive all the support. It’s week 6 and we still feel so overwhelmed with all the support we’ve been getting. Driving to the next city, we feel some pressure because we’re getting closer to the hometowns of The Philly Boys and Tika Tika Taco. Let’s just hope we can find some Hawaiians.
“This is what it sounds like, when doves cry” is the song pounding in the speakers as I drive into the Twin Cities. Adam is sleeping in the back seat and Shawn is a few cars ahead of us driving the food truck. It was only appropriate to be listening to a Prince song, as this is exactly one of only two facts that I know about Minneapolis, Minnesota. The other fact is that Minneapolis is the capitol and home of SPAM. It's fitting that I should know at least this one fact about Hawaii's most loved meat product! You have to realize, contestants only find out which city they're headed to next during elimination. So there isn't much time to do any homework or networking on the next destination.
I must admit, I loved the Twin Cities. Not because we pulled off immunity and another first place, but because of the love and aloha we received while visiting. As we got closer to the East, we were getting a little worried because we knew that Philly & Tika Tika Taco had family and friends nearby. Everyone in the race had family and/or friends visit them on more than one occasion throughout the journey, but finding a Hawaiian or Polynesian person in foreign territory was going to be a challenge. Small towns were much easier to attract attention in than large cities, because when the trucks rolled in, people noticed.
Our first day in the Twin Cities I got a call from my friend Bruce. He told me, “Lanai, I think you are in luck. It looks like there is a group out there that call themselves 'Frozen Ohana'”. Frozen Ohana is a group of like-minded Hawaiians, headed by a really cool Hawaiian named Matt Cambra. Matt decided to form this ohana group in the Midwest, in order to keep the Aloha Spirit alive and keep fellow Hawaiians connected. Matt also created it to help alleviate some of the homesickness many felt for the islands. Frozen Ohana has BBQ's and get-togethers, and creates any reason to grind some local Hawaiian-style food. And what a small world it is! I ended up knowing Matt's cousin and his uncle, which made things even better. After getting a hold of him through email, Matt called me and said, “Lanai, whatever you need, the Hawaiians are here to help.” He was a pretty amazing guy.
The first task at hand is always location. And the only way to find the best location is through the locals. You can Google it, read blogs or check out social media, but the locals will still always have their finger on the pulse of the city better than any other source. Tyler said we had to set up shop in Minnesota, so that's where we had to start.
Psycho Suzie's, located on the Mississippi River seemed to match our Aloha theme. It was a cool tiki bar nestled in an industrial area with tons of people milling about. The first few hours were really slow for us. Not only because we were far from the main hub of town, but because the weather was very unpleasant. Temperatures were in the 50's and it rained off and on, and the Aloha Plate team were only in shorts and t-shirts. As it continued to rain intermittently, customers finally started to show up. We even had live Hawaiian music with hula dancers show up, taking turns performing to keep our line entertained!
Our first day in Minneapolis was probably our slowest day by far (next to Beverly Hills). Tyler set the bar high with our challenge, and no one complete the task at hand. We were confident though that we would get the call to head into St. Paul, and that's where we were going to cash in. Most of the Hawaiians lived in St. Paul, so we knew we already had a great location.
The Ol' Creamery on Grand Avenue was a gold mine for us, and it seemed our presence created a block party. What began with a rough start (rain falling sideways is very uncomfortable!) turned into a beautiful afternoon, with the Hawaiian music clearing up the skies. The Frozen Ohana really showed up in full force, and some of them even stayed through lunch into dinner. It was at this point that it really hit me how special people from Hawaii are. Everyone has their own busy lives to live, but for them to spend time with three complete strangers from Hawaii- now that's the Aloha Spirit people always talk about. I took a minute to thank everyone for coming and was overwhelmed with emotion- it was just all so meaningful to me. Whenever we had a break or some downtime from trying to catch up on orders, I would walk the customer line and thank people. One lady approached me and said, “We want to thank you for bringing us together.” She lived in the town for 20 years and didn't realize how many people from Hawaii lived in her same community. She wasn't part of Frozen Ohana, but quickly became friends with them.
So many different stories poured out in that line that day, and I literally had to take a moment to gather myself. I was happy, Adam and Shawn were happy, everyone was happy having a good time. After traveling for over a month on the road, days like this make you forget about feeling homesick. We met some amazing people on this leg of the race, and I just wish I could remember everyone's names. From the owners of the Grand Ol' Creamery to the transplant Hawaiians, we could never thank you all enough for the support you showed us that day.
So now, it was after noon and Tyler had not called us yet with a challenge. The anticipation was high because we were quickly running out of food. You always have to take these things into consideration, because if you leave your spot, many things can happen. You can lose your hard-earned location, lose valuable time, making money from orders, or Tyler can just tell you to stop taking orders. I didn't care how long our line was that day, I took everyone's order so they didn't have to wait in line for nothing. It was a tactic that always worked for us. Adam knew exactly how much we could serve to the plate, so I knew how many orders I could take.
Suddenly, the call comes from Tyler and he drops the news on us. “You are now a SPAM truck!”
“Are you serious?!!” Shawn says. Not only did the rain stop, but we had 200 Hawaiians sitting outside the truck enjoying Hawaiian music and hula dancing! Without skipping a beat I grabbed the mega phone and announced, “I'm sorry folks, but we have to close down to restock. We will reopen as a SPAM truck!” The crowd went crazy with uncontrollable and excited applause- it was awesome. Tyler told us we had to sell $750 worth of SPAM and this local-loved ingredient had to be the focus of our menu. Well, as you saw on the show, we did this in a matter of 15 minutes. Adam whipped up his amazing volcanic mayo on a soft burger bun with lettuce, fried spam and crushed potato chips to give it a crunch. (When we were kids, we took the extra chips out of the bottom of the bag and dumped the crumbs in the sandwich, because in Hawaii, we neva waste nothing!) The feedback we received on this simple little dish was pretty cool, and we just couldn't believe our luck this time with everything.
Spam-munity was the prize for this city, which gave us the extra confidence we really needed to push through. Because by week five on the road, we were really getting burnt out and tired. The 14 hour drives and gas station meals were finally taking its toll on our nerves. Winning this city was an injection of Aloha that the three of us really needed.
Like every show, someone has to go home. This time we were really sad to see the Slide Show leave- talk about a class act! This team was very talented in their cooking fortes and they were all extremely nice people. We had them high on our list of teams we thought would make the finals, and didn’t expect to see them leave so early. Again, I love the Philly boys, but they barely squeaked by on this one… again.
To Daz, Mo and Ehrin- I wish you all nothing but the best. During this journey, you all received the most positive comments about your food. I know this is not the end for you, the Food Network has simply created a platform for you three to catapult your careers. I know we will always be connected now, as ohana through the Great Food Truck Race. Please don’t forget to invite us to your grand opening! Aloha and a hui hou!
The Mt. Rushmore monument is just about the only thing I knew about South Dakota before we arrived. But the state had always been on my bucket list, and I’m glad we had the opportunity to visit this amazing place. Episode 4 turned out to be a good glimpse of how Aloha Plate and its team members operate too, and we learned a lot about ourselves during this trip.
Our workflow has really developed, flourishing into a cohesive team with arguments few and far between. The show doesn’t display many of our disagreements because they were nothing in comparison to the Philly Boys or many of the other teams for that matter. But a lot of people have been asking if we fought or argued. And the truth is, we really haven’t. Of course there were a few brotherly fights between Adam and I, with Shawn intervening asking us to find God. But other than that, we decided to make a stand for aloha; to promote it and live it. And fighting wouldn’t have represented that at all.
The people of Rapids City, South Dakota really supported us, with more than a handful of folks from Hawaii showing up to the truck. It was refreshing to have people from our same state appear in a city that you’ve never even heard of before. It really showed us that the spirit of aloha is everywhere, not just in Hawaii. We even had a couple bring us some kaki mochi (rice crackers) for our team to snack on. It helped ease the homesickness for us, since this particular show represented one month on the road and already we were craving the tropical weather and warm salt water of our islands. Keep in mind the weather here was in the 40’s, and we only had t-shirts to wear!
I’ve always been impressed with Adam and his cooking abilities, but this show you really get to see his culinary talents of basic butchering. We had 15 minutes to carve what we needed, and although he said he did it in 7 minutes, I only counted 5. Remember, every minute counts in this game. Team Bowled & Beautiful were sent home this round, losing by less than $100. That’s only 10 plates!
We really stretched our budgets on this show, and tried to spend close to nothing to make things work. Our lettuce wraps were cheap, and based on the affordable prices in the country, we’re talking CHEAP. We always tried to keep our ‘thin to win’ motto in mind, and kept our ‘growing up poor’ concept in the forefront of all our decisions. Wouldn’t you know, growing up broke would finally pay off.
We are excited to head to visit this weekend, and can’t wait to see how many Hawaiians and Polynesians have migrated to the twin cities. I have never been to Minnesota before, but I know that Prince, the Twins and the city is split by the Mississippi River. And that’s it. Can you tell I paid attention in history class?
Like every show has been so far, it’s heart breaking to see another team eliminated. People don’t understand that we work our butts off during these challenges. Competitor’s dreams are shut down for senseless mistakes, and it’s not an easy competition in the least. So far, it’s been exhausting dealing with driving, to washing dishes, to everything in between. And I hate washing dishes by the way.
I would like to wish Bowled & Beautiful a warm aloha. I’m so grateful we had a chance to hang out with these three strong women, and we learned that they are beautiful both on the inside and out. During the competition, it was tough because we always looked at them as competitors and enemies; people we had to watch out for. And yes, I did say enemies. We felt threatened by the way they operated, and who wants to be beat by girls anyways!
Regardless of the outcome, we made some great friends for life. We all keep in touch too, which has been nice. To the Bowled & Beautiful, aloha ladies, heads up and whatever you do rest assured it will be amazing! We love you ladies.
Coming from the aina, we are potato pickers and pineapple pickers, and we call ourselves farm boys. Pocatello, Idaho is the capital of potatoes and has been very good to our family and our people. We come from a farming background- our grandfather had a half-acre garden behind our house- and we liked to think we knew our way around the farm as youngsters.
Getting our hands dirty in a potato field was nothing foreign to us, especially since we had sweet potatoes in the yard all the time back home. Food Network didn’t really promote this, but we tore up that field in less than five minutes This gave us a nice jump on the other trucks since some of them were digging out of bounds, some even in the trenches. Adam knew we needed exactly twenty potatoes. There was no need to fill a bag beyond this number, no reason to overdo it.
This small town was good for us, and definitely helped with our confidence. Growing up on the island of Lanai with a population of 2,500 people has taught me that making friends with the locals is the only way to do well in small towns. As soon as we arrived, Adam saw a big Samoan walking by a gas station, so of course we pulled over to get the 411 on the small town of Pocatello. Talk about a small world! His wife ended up being the daughter of a good friend of mine, Junior Ahyou.
The Samoan’s wife told me, “Lanai don’t worry. Once we tell a few people you guys are here, everyone will come and visit your truck.” Her father Junior Ahyou was a famous football player from Arizona State and made a big name for himself on the north shore of Oahu. He and his family have a high regard for community, and give back to theirs often to help feed everyone. I felt very comfortable after speaking with Junior’s daughter, because her family was exactly what we needed. Local support.
This same day, Adam’s friend from high school called to say she lives in Pocatello and has a bank parking lot for us, located on a very busy street corner. Things seemed to fall into place quickly for us, but as soon as we started thinking this way, the violation came.
We ended up parking roughly 60 yards out of the Pocatello zip code, and this mistake cost us $150. But this spot was banging for us! And the line formed at our truck was already 100 people deep. I was irate to say the least, because packing up and moving the truck is not the easiest thing to do when you’re in the midst of serving this many customers.
Our challenge in Pocatello was to use potatoes as our main dish, and I think we could have banged these out a little quicker. We had a nice line and I think we took that for granted. When we reached our goal, we packed up and headed for the hills to collect our $500 prize to go to the till.
The lovely ladies of Bold and the Beautiful were definitely on our minds, since in Portland they beat us by only a few minutes. And they really didn’t beat us either. We beat ourselves by getting lost and wasting valuable minutes. So this time, we thought we had it. But we ended up being only minutes behind them again! So much for an early start.
Overall we took 2nd place, but only because they got the $500 token and we penalized ourselves by parking out of bounds. However we were not far behind in the money race. This episode really goes to show how crucial every dollar is. Not to mention the importance of parking and location.
Things are starting to pick up. It’s getting really exciting and nerve racking at the same time. There is obviously a lot you don’t see as viewers, as far as the behind-the-scenes goes (Like the actual work of getting food out as quickly as possible!). You don’t see all the arguments and disagreements that go on between adults in confined spaces either. And maybe that’s a good thing.
I look at the last set of teams as a heard of zebras walking the African plains. The hungry lion, (Tyler) is looking for the next zebra (truck) in the pack to eliminate. The zebra are running out of spaces to hide, yet hanging around the middle of the pack won’t work either because of the exposure. It’s time to stay in the front and let the lion get the easy meal. That was our motto.
I‘m looking forward to next week because this show is really starting to get exciting!
Also, I want to wish the Frankfootas a warm aloha! Those girls are good people and I’m glad we have some new friends for life. Dana, Merlina and Victoria: Aloha oe‘ and a hui hou! Until we meet again.
We can't thank Portland Oregon enough. The Hawaiians Polynesians in Oregon really helped us out by showing up this week. I know they didn't show much of our crowed and lines that we had but that's really how we where able to kill it in Portland.
Timo and Kit of the barrel room took care of us on the parking side and people don't realize how important that is for this competition. It's all about location for this race and of course sales.
The gooey duck challenge was some what of a gift to us cause we eat it all the time, and raw. My brother Adam really brought his A game on this challenge cause there was no panic or second guessing what we would make.
It was a no brainer to put in our lettuce wraps and keep it simple and clean.
Part of our game plan for the race is to keep our dishes simple, With local flavors from Hawaii. I think the other teams really wanted to go gourmet which can waste valuable time and money. We are trying our best to improvise at the same time show the Hawaii taste.
We are sad to see our friends from the Boardwalk Breakfast Empire go home cause they are some great people. They where the first team we met in LA and actually hung out with. They have been through some tough times with hurricane Sandy and we wish them the best. We love you guys!
What you don't see on TV was the weather. Portland really gave us Some cold we where not prepared for. It rained, it hailed, and the temperature dropped below 50 sometimes. May not seem cold for some of you but you have to realize we only brought shorts and were not ready for cold rain.
Another challenge we had was no rice cooker again! Because the budget was small it was either buy food or a rice cooker. I guess we pulled through on this one to make it happen.
We are excited to get through Portland and happy cause we made a lot of new friends. Portland will always be special to us cause that's where Adam got his culinary skills from. If you missed the first episode Adam saved a mans life and in return he sent Adam to culinary school. It was full circle ride for all of us. Think about the journey we are on, kind of full circle don't you think?
We learned a lot of lessons this week but the most important thing to always remember is, be nice to everyone you meet. Treat everyone like you want to be treated. We are all human Beings and we need to do it more. Call it karma, call it paying it forward. We like to call it Sharing Aloha.
Excitement, anxiety and frustration are the three words I would use to describe our first week on the Great Food Truck race. But what a great adventure it has been! Obviously we are not happy with being in 5th place currently, but we did learn a lot from the experience so far, and think we can turn this thing around. Our first assignment was to hit Beverly Hills. I don’t think many people know how small Beverly Hills really is … that is of course, when it comes to parking.
We did learn that location is key in this game, as well as our little motto of ‘thin to win’. While the other teams are going gourmet and spending money frivolously, we have decided to commit ourselves to spending wisely, and to find the best foot traffic we can! After all, we have to stay true to all our local flavors and our roots from Hawaii.
Adam, Shawn and I had a few bumps and arguments along the road, but the most important part is that we learned a lot this first week. The emotions during this journey are something I have never gone through before. Don’t get me wrong though, this has been a fun and amazing experience. But when you have the word ALOHA on your T-shirt and your truck, you have to remember to represent it. We all get mad and frustrated at times, but then Tyler Florence really put it to the test.
Some of the things you don’t see on TV is the stress of finding parking that is big enough to accomodate a truck the size of two cars, and also your pace car! You don’t see the scenes when we don’t have enough tools on the truck to make what we want, like a rice cooker, or even a pot! There is a lot that happens that isn’t televised, but I’m here to give you the exclusive drama!
As each episode continues on and we (hopefully) continue to make it, I will be writing a little blog to fill you in with what we are going through. All of the teams really became good friends during this first week. I think because we all went through the same hell at times. We do want to wish Murphy's Spud Truck a warm Aloha! What a great family and of course an amazing story. We wish you guys the best and know your new salad dressings are going to take off!
We are excited to be heading to Oregon in this week's show and we hope you can to catch it on the tube! (Is it still called the tube?) Until next week, remember that Aloha starts with you!
A few words to describe my experience in Korea… Korean BBQ's, shopping, and so much to see! I was quite surprised with the advancement Korea has made and its growth in technology and modern appeal. The people are polite and you can still find the traditional ways of bowing and respect in this country. It was like being in Tokyo, but with everyone speaking another language.
We’ve all heard the song ‘Gangnam Style’, but did you know the song is actually about a high-end city of Korea? The area Gangnam is south of the Han river, and the river literally splits the major part of Korea in half. Gangnam is very upscale with hotels like The Conrad and The Westin. The streets lined with Gucci, Louie Vuitton and shops that would remind you of Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills. The streets in Gangnam are wide and clean, and heavy with high-end Kia and Hyundai cars. Korea is very supportive of their own brands, so the locals don't buy foreign cars too often. The city also has its share of affordable shopping, and you can find bars on every corner.
North of the river is a place called Myo-dong, which is jumping with life all day and night. You can find bars pouring soju, (rice wine) and Korean beers, and also grilling up some amazing Korean pupus. There is even a night market open 24 hours where you can bargain with store owners and find street vendors serving up great Korean food. There is also so much to visit on the side streets and department stores, so if you like shopping or enjoy eating… you will love Myo-dong!
On our next tour to Korea we will be staying in Myo-dong at the IBS Ambassador hotel. We will be visiting the very unique fish market and the couture city of Gangnam, plus we’ll be shopping till you drop. Not to mention sampling great Korean foods and exploring the city streets. I hope you can make it on my next Korea trip! Kamsamida!