Hawaiian Hut...or Hawaiian Nut

Recently, I began helping out at my uncle and father's store. It has been very entertaining to say the least. (I'm still at the hotel)

So much drama and craziness. If there were bilingual reality shows on Polynesians, it should be Tony's Hawaiian Hut. It would have to be a USA television series, because characters are all welcome.

If you come to the store, it is not like Wal-Mart or Kmart where you know where everything is. When you come into the store one day, it will be completely changed and remodeled the next day. The store has been remodeled and dry walled more times than I can remember. I laugh at this because the last time we re-painted our house was when it was almost burned down due to my mother leaving a candle lit on the staircase(Maybe another blog, I'll think about it). Before that, it was painted when we moved in...1996. Yeah, I know.

It is like watching an episode of Who's the Boss at times. Everyone has an opinion on everything and Tongan's are aggressive on the football/rugby field, not so much with each other. My father, the least of all. My mother on the other hand is a tiger. Do not mess with her.

My aunt is the fashion consultant for all the clothing and merchandising. She is very serious about it and does a great job. Her daughter and my cousins help out with the store. They are hilarious and we laugh more than we work sometimes. If you're on the west side you should come and visit us at Tony's Hawaiian Hut...or Nut sometimes I forget.