Dinner at O'Hana!

This was Kimmi and Mike's 20th Anniversary of sisterhood, killing their parents, dating the same guy or something or other. Not exactly sure what. But they wanted to have a special dinner. Since there was actually nothing special available they chose O'hana. And since Phors, Shuggie and I will celebrate anything we stalked our way in. We met up there since they had been off Anniversary Celebrating on rides all day, while Phors and I had been spending money. When we arrived, Kimmi and Mike had started the celebrating without us:
Count them. I think they had each had 2 drinks before we go there. But it was okay cause Kim wasn't drunk drunk. She was just working on drunk.
HELLO POLYNESIAN PEOPLE!
We got a nice table in the middle of the action with a view of the castle (well, if you craned your neck and squinted just right) But we were able to see the smoke coming off the volcano perfectly!
Shuggie needed a drink so she could try to catch up with Kimmi.
Mike was working on hers
We were starving so it was a good thing the food started hitting the table. Of course some were more hungry than others.
After that we stuffed ourselves. No food porn here, we were too busy eating. We were really disappointed because we wanted Hula lessons. First off the lady that usually does them was apparently off on Sundays and some guy was taking her place. Soooooooo not the same! And they were done hulaing by the time we got seated. All we got were some lousy stinking coconut races and a "Goodnight folks, tip your servers". I think Madame Hulalua or whatever her name is what have let us hula with her. We didn't even get leis. You know, we paid a lot of money for this vacation. . . .
Okay, there was a consolation though. It was a
MNSSHP night at MK and they piped in the music for the fireworks. Since our view wasn't the best we scooted to an empty table by the window to watch. Those were some COOL fireworks. I am thinking the price of the ticket is worth it just for the fireworks alone.
See, Mike was thrilled!
Okay, well Shuggie loved them.
After that we went back to our table to finish our dinner. We all agreed that the steak was the best of the skewered meats, but Kim felt that the Iowa Grain Fed beef was much better quality. Then they brought the Bananas Foster Bread Pudding--OMG it was to die for. If we ever eat here again we are asking them to bring it out first! We were so full but it was so yummy.
Dinner over and it is now our favorite time of the meal-- whip out your calculators gals, time to pay!
Okay, if we carry the 2, multiply by the square root of pi, subtract the cosign of 12 and use the quadratic equation I think that gives us the amount to tip. . .
Whoops, I hate it when my calculator starts ringing!
What do you mean my Credit Card is denied! I paid a lot of money for this. . . oh. . . oops. . .
Shuggie had to pose for pics with our server, who we swore was ready to give birth at any minute!
And then she went to give her compliments to the chef. Apparently she told him he was smokin hot and he misunderstood her and thought SHE wanted to be smokin hot.
I always tell her that her flirting will get her in trouble. Lets just say that plastic laminate and extreme heat are NOT a good combination. She was a bit curled on the edges--but I don't think the laminate will ever separate now. She escaped another brush with death. I was starting to think she might be a cat! After that she hotfooted it over to pay homage to the Tiki God for her survival.