Description
All of what you've come to expect from a mainland Hawaiian dive is
here: the fat Spam musubi, the Izzy on the soundtrack, the artwork of luaus
and leis. But where Da Luau excels is in the items that, while Hawaiian
faves, don't always pop up in local restaurants. The mochiko chicken defies
the laws of physics; it's deep-fried in a sweet batter, but the resulting
shell seems to hover around the soy-soaked hen, like the hide of a baseball.
This results in nuggets that retain two distinct flavors that meld with
every gnaw and emit steam like a chugging locomotive.
