"Kahi the Poi. . ."

11.1.10. I am grateful today for eating from the family poi bowl, just like small kid time. . .

When we were young, we loved when mom made her famous fried meat and poi. We would sit around and eat from the family poi bowl, sometimes with our fingers, usually with spoons. We would eat from one bowl-that's how it was done, from our ancestral times to the present. It was a time to share and eat and talk and enjoy God's abundance. It was a very Hawaiian thing and when we said "kahi the poi", whether that was grammatically correct or not, we were referring to cleaning the edges of the poi bowl with our fingers. I'm so happy that my two Samoan boys enjoy eating poi (with poke, which is something I never ate growing up) and that we, as a family, can share some of the same traditions and make memories around the poi bowl, just like I did as a little girl.