In 2007 the Honolulu Advertiser printed an article by By Wanda A. Adams, the Food Editor that deserves another post.
There’s a tree in the memories of many older Islanders: It’s grandpa’s or grandma’s or auntie’s avocado tree, thickly shading a corner of the yard. The old-timers called them “pears,” or, in Hawaiian, pea (pay-ah). And the fruit — thick golden meat rimmed with lime green and handed out in bulging paper bags at family gatherings — puts today’s supermarket avocados to shame.
Where did all those avocados go? Continue reading
Hana Avocado Farm 