1614 Kalakaua Ave, Honolulu, HI 96826
As always, eating is a priority. While I never have the chance to record every meal I eat as I'm too busy stuffing my face, on this trip, I was using a new lens which made it much more difficult to capture the food up close. My unfamiliarity meant that if I rushed a shot, it would end up being not usable. However, this also had the effect of filtering out the restaurants I really enjoyed; the ones I liked, I spent significantly more time trying to line everything up.
Do-ne is a cozy little place tucked into an inconspicuous strip mall. The furnishings are basic and the space is tight, but the service is wonderful and the food is homey.
Every nation seems to have their own standardized formula for interpreting the foods of other cultures. In the United States, food tends to become sweeter, saltier, and the ingredients and preperation trend towards the simple side of things.
Teriyaki is a great example of Americanized Japanese food. Traditionally, teriyaki was a method of preperation which involved soaking a piece of fish or meat in a soy sauce marinade and then broiling (yaki—焼き) to completion. The signature look of teriyaki is the shine or luster (teri—照り) the resultant food is imbued with. This is because the marinade is made only with mirin (a sugary rice wine) and soy sauce. In the broiler, this sauce acts as a glaze and the result is a slightly sweet, slightly savory, and fully flavorful morsel of meat.
This is a far cry from what we Americans know as "Teriyaki". We're used to an un-marinated, bland slab of meat which is grilled to death, then drowned in a unbearably sweet and savory sauce which in many cases, is just sugar and soy sauce. It's simple, it's got the major flavors, and it's quick to prepare. It sure gets boring.
Do-ne seeks to shed the Americanization and return to the roots of Japanese cuisine. As far as I could tell, there was only one elderly Japanese woman manning the kitchen, just one server running the entire restaurant, and a roomful of Japanese sararīman and tiny families burbling and murmuring in Japanese. Each dish was thoughtfully plated, casually comforting, and just tasty. We could have been eating in a fami-resu in Osaka and I wouldn't have been surprised.
The food was magnificent.
Easily the best meal of the trip.