Hankering for Hawaii Part V: The Posh and The Pig

Broken surfboard art in the lobby of The Modern in Honolulu.

Broken surfboard art in the lobby of The Modern in Honolulu.

 

Morimoto Waikiki

OAHU, HAWAII — Most trips to Honolulu, I’ve stayed on Waikiki Beach. Close to the action, for sure. But touristy to the max.

For an alternative on this latest trip, the Hawaii Visitors Bureau offered to put me up a little farther out — but still within walking distance to that hotspot — in The Modern, which opened in 2011 on Ala Moana Boulevard not far from the mega shopping center there.

The Modern lives up to its name. Unlike so many other Hawaiian hotels done up in plenty of loud floral prints, this hotel is all soothing white and warm wood. It’s much more South Beach than Polynesia.

Behind the check–in desk, you’ll spy a catchy art piece of broken surfboards, many of them signed by the surfer sto whom the boards once belonged to.

The lobby also boasts a little subterfuge — a bookcase spanning one wall that pushes aside to reveal a secret space where guests can enjoy coffee in the morning or cocktails at night.

The sly bookcase...

The sly bookcase….

That hides this bar behind it.

That hides this bar behind it.

The property has two pools — the Sunrise, a teak one filled with salt water that features piped-in underwater music; and the Sunset, a cobalt-blue, shallow lagoon perfect for glamorous lounging.

The salt water pool.

The salt water pool.

The lagoon pool.

The lagoon pool.

Morimoto Waikiki is conveniently located on the premises. The striking restaurant features both indoor and outdoor seating. The famed “Iron Chef” Masaharu Morimoto wasn’t on the premises that night, but the hotel publicist had arranged for my husband and I to enjoy a complimentary five-course omakase menu.

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Dining outdoors.

Dining outdoors.

I wish I could say it was sublime, but there were some noticeable low points. As we scanned the regular menu upon sitting down, a particular dish not on the omakase menu caught our eyes: Oyster Foie Gras ($22), which also featured uni. Because California restaurants are banned from selling foie gras now, we thought it would be a treat to have some in Hawaii, where it is still legal. But our server insisted we could not add the dish — even if we insisted we’d pay the extra cost, ourselves. He explained that Chef Morimoto creates his tasting menus with purpose and that adding an additional dish would disrupt its intended progression. Fair enough, except that the omakase we did get seemed all too perfunctory, as dish after dish came out quite rapidly, making it one of the fastest tasting menus I’d experienced. It was rather like speed-dining, where you feel you’re whisked from one dish to another with no lasting impression. It pains me to say that, too, because I’ve eaten Morimoto’s food at special events, where he’s been present, and it was fabulous.

Hamachi and toro sampler.

Hamachi and toro sampler.

The dinner started with the signature sampler of hamachi and toro tartare served on a mini washboard set in ice. You carefully scrape the finely chopped fish and its accompaniments of wasabi, chives, and creme fraiche onto a tiny paddle, the pour seasoned dipping sauce on it before devouring. It’s playful, if a little cumbersome.

Amberjack.

Amberjack.

The entree sampler.

The entree sampler.

Coconut custard mochi cake.

Coconut custard mochi cake.

Next, slivers of wonderful amberjack carpaccio rolled up and doused with hot olive oil and soy sauce, leaving it barely cooked.

A sampler of sushi (tuna, hamachi, Kindai, mackerel and red snapper) was fresh and inviting, but the rice just a tad too wet.

The entree was a sampler of a slightly chewy beef fillet, duck breast and seven-spice Kona lobster, which inexplicably had a side dish of lemon creme fraiche with it. The lobster was tender and seasoned well, particularly with hits of cinnamon and star anise, but the lemon cream tasted more like dessert. Why it was even on that plate is a mystery.

Dessert was a perfectly fine coconut custard mochi with banana ice cream balanced in a ring of toasted rice.

Ocean-front, corner suite at The Modern.

Ocean-front, corner suite at The Modern.

The contemporary bedroom.

The contemporary bedroom.

Welcome snacks.

Welcome snacks.

Evening treats.

Evening treats.

The Feral Pig on Kauai

After Oahu, we made our way to sleepy Kauai. Or as one hotel valet joked, “You went from the big city to the retirement home.”

Kauai is much more rural, lush and yes, quiet, than Oahu. When you want a subdued island experience, it’s the place to go.

The grounds of the Kauai Westin Princeville Ocean Resort Villas.

The grounds of the Kauai Westin Princeville Ocean Resort Villas.

The time-share suites are fully equipped.

The time-share suites are fully equipped.

The well-appointed bedroom.

The well-appointed bedroom.

Thanks to the Hawaii Visitors Bureau, we were guests one night at the Westin Princeville Ocean Resort Villas, a time-share resort that features fully equipped suites. In fact, each suite comes complete with a washer and dryer — handy additions when you are running out of clean clothes on vacation.

Next, it was two nights complimentary at the Kaua’i Marriott Resort on Kalapaki Beach. The focal point is an expansive pool ringed with Greek columns and soaring palm trees that is just steps away from the beach, where volleyball games are a poplar pastime.

A touch of humor at the Kauai Marriott Resort on Kalapaki Beach.

A touch of humor at the Kauai Marriott Resort on Kalapaki Beach.

The flashy pool steps from the beach.

The flashy pool steps from the beach.

An ocean-front room.

An ocean-front room.

From the hotel, it’s an easy walk to Rice Street, where you’ll find a small selection of shops and restaurants, including The Feral Pig.

We dined at the three-year-old, neighborhood gastropub that features live music regularly, paying our tab but receiving a media discount on the prices.

The pupu platter ($13) comes with some of the most tender fried calamari I’ve had, as well as smoky chicken wings glazed in Guinness to give a hint of bitter hops, and some ho-hum shrimp-cilantro fried wontons.

The pupu platter at The Feral Pig.

The pupu platter at The Feral Pig.

A generous plate of fish tacos.

A generous plate of fish tacos.

A great burger. Period.

A great burger. Period.

Fish tacos ($13) come three to a plate on some very fine tortillas that tasted like they were house-made but are actually purchased from a nearby purveyor. They’re filled with blackened ono and pico de gallo. Alongside is a small tumble of tomatoes, cucumbers and lettuce leaves dressed ever so slightly in a lime vinaigrette.

The dish to get here is the ($12) Feral Burger. It’s not on the menu. But since your server tells you it’s a special before you order, it’s far from a Secret Menu item. It’s a hefty Kauai beef-pork patty crowned with house-cured pork belly, house-smoked pork, and caramelized onions on a soft taro bun. Juicy, messy and loaded with meaty flavor, it’s the burger you want after a hard night of drinking or a strenuous day of surfing.

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3 comments

  • Beautiful hotels and gorgeous food!

    Cheers,

    Rosa

  • I had the same feeling when I tried Morimoto Waikiki was that it was a nice place and you get the Morimoto menu, but the execution was a bit lacking, almost formulaic. I can’t believe he’s still serving that hamachi toro platter. I know it’s a signature dish, but seems like after a few years you’d want to mix it up. This might be a sign that his restaurants are just coasting. The Modern looks lovely. And I can’t believe Kauai is so fancy now. When I used to visit, had to stay in an Inn in Lihue. 😉

  • The Modern looks real nice, but too bad about Morimoto. The weather station sign is hilarious!

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