Even though we were stuffed, this was our last night in Oahu and we had a few more places to go. Who knows when we’ll ever come back to this beautiful state? Jason did joke about moving here, but that’d have to wait several more years.

Malasadas.

I remember way back, in either elementary or middle school, my best friend told me about these amazing Hawaiian doughnuts called malasadas. She said it was the best thing in the world and she always looked forward to it whenever she went to Hawaii (she’s a veteran when it comes to Hawaii, visiting almost every summer).

Fifteen plus years later, I still remember her telling me about them, so I was really excited when we pulled up to Leonard’s, THE place to get malasadas.

At only 90 cents each, I got two, knowing I’ll save one for tomorrow morning.

Jason got the original, white sugar, while I got cinnamon and the flavor of the month, lilikoi (passion fruit). The malasadas were warm and doughy, like big doughnuts back home, but without the hole in the middle. Delicious.

The lilikoi filled one had a bright yellow gooey mixture, a little bit too sweet for my liking and it tasted artificial. I also didn’t like how there was so much filling. Each small bite came with a big ooze of custard, too messy for me.

Leonard’s malasadas lived up to my standards, from hearing my friend’s story just once. If only there was a Leonard’s across the street back home, they would be the perfect start to any morning.