Roy's Waikoloa Bar and Grill

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Roy Yamaguchi, the master chef, and inventor of Hawaiian fusion cuisine, has a wonderful chain of restaurants.


And we finally had the excuse and the couch-cushion funds to go.

We arrived at the King's Shops in Waikoloa right at opening time, and managed to get a table for the two of us and a highchair for our charming baby. We were right away served a white bowl of savory edamame in sesame oil and red sea salt. Who knew edamame could be so glamorous?

We endulged and got a couple of mock-tails: a creamy lilikoi "flow" and a bitingly refreshing lilikoi lemonade, with the obligatory sweet pinapple wedge and red cherry on top.

We got the dim sum appetizer, which is a beautiful canoe with pairs of lovely morsels: ribs, tangy poke (raw tuna) on a crisp wonton, chicken-long-rice spring rolls (I loved that these are wonderfully crisp and filled with delicous red chinese mystery pork) in a sweet chile sauce.

The mains were beautiful: two soft filets of swordfish for DH, and a small mountain range of beef ribs for me-- so soft and buttery-- on a platform of creamed potatoes and buttery crisp green broccoli rabe. A small dish of house-made poi (light and fluffy!) under what they called a lomi salad yet unlike any lomi salad I've seen before: just flavorful tomatoes, sea salt and maybe green onions and chives.

Dessert was, well words don't do it justice:
(image from the restaurant webpage)
The Chocolate Souffle was rich gorgeous creamy quality chocolate with vanilla bean ice cream. Lovely!

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