■ In early October, an earthquake shook Hawai‘i and measured 6.9 on the Richter scale! That Sunday morning, I was most grateful that my children were near and unharmed. I was thankful that lives were spared.
As I contemplated the event, I walked in my own backyard with fruit so plentiful-mac nuts, papayas, avocados, peaches, bananas, lilikoi, lychees and limes. I noticed the ‘ohia in the shadows waiting to be harvested.
In times of disaster, we would be blessed with food for our families and neighbors. No one would go hungry. With recipes handed down through generations, we make bread and jams, salads and fruit dishes-cooking, pickling, drying and juicing our fruit. We give to neighbors; we share with ‘ohana. That’s the Hawaiian way.
My mother was born on the…
