Hawaiian Punch
Saturday, December 3, 2011 at 12:02AM 
Forget the punch. How about a nice Hawaiian? On my recent vacation on Kauai, I tested my endurance kayaking upstream (with a paddle), hiking 8 miles round-trip to a secluded waterfall, running 6 miles in the sand with the waves crashing at my toes. I also learned a thing or two. I learned how to surf, and I learned that the ratio of men to women on the island is 10 to 1. That's right. It's a veritable sausage fest. Yet, the local women I have met are as frustrated as those on the mainland with the dating scene. They say the men there are boys...great to look at with their surfer bodies, but lacking in intellect and more concerned about how the waves are breaking than how to please a woman or make ends meet financially.
One waiter I talked to at Roy Yamaguchi's The Tavern was quite the opposite. At 27, he holds down two jobs so that his fiancée of 5 year can pursue her artistic endeavors, acrylics of seascapes, which she refused to sell through a prominent Beverly Hills gallery for $15,000 ($13,500 more than her artwork usually commands), because she didn't like the other artists they represent. He covers the $1875/mo rent plus the $500 electric bill (Kauai has a monopoly on electricity so think solar if you plan on buying a second home on the islands).