Say you had this idea...

and it has been bouncing around in your head for months.  You sit in front of your computer every day clicking the buttons you click every day but in the back of your mind visions of doing something completely different keep popping into view...  and in retrospect is seems like I'm just going insane.

The idea:  Open a Hawaiian BBQ joint in Huntsville, Alabama.

Yeah, I know.  I fail at Life.  But hear me out!  Some of you have probably been to one of these places on the west coast and know sweet and sticky coated BBQ goodness that comes out of these places.  I visited several franchises as well as independent stores in Cali while working in San Jose

There are three things that make a Hawaiian BBQ plate.  The first is the meat, usually fish, chicken, beef short ribs or pork cutlet (sometimes even SPAM but that is truly Hawaiian).  It's marinated in a Pineapple teriyaki sauce which is also applied to the meat during cooking.  There's also a decanter of the sauce looking like an Ice-tea dispenser for people who need extra sauce. The second is white rice, two scoops usually.  Lastly and most importantly is a scoop of macaroni salad.  This ain't no normal macaroni salad from the grocery store though.  This stuff has a rich cream base, perfectly cooked elbow macaroni and is served in the same shape as the rice. 

This is the only mystery at this point though... coming up with a recipe for the frikkin salad!  As well as the money to gut an old restaurant here in town in the right spot and make it my own.  No more clicky clicky unless it's ordering more chicken.  No more meetings unless it's to bitch slap some teenager in an Aloha shirt for talking back to a customer.  My own boss, just need to pay the bills.

Ahhh... back to work.  now that I've read my own idea I'm going to go crawl back into our test system here and plan yet another weekend activity.

-sw