A friend in Kaaawa offered to stop at Waiahole Poi Factory and pick up poi for me.
Never having tried their poi, although driving past almost daily during the 27 years or so that we lived in Kaaawa, I couldn’t say “no.”
She dropped it off on Wednesday.
These are my first unguarded reactions.
Color. I have never seen such light colored poi, almost white.
And its taste matched the color. About as mild as you can possibly get. Under other circumstances, I might describe it as so mild that it is almost tasteless.
I understand that Waiahole draws on different local farmers, and the variety of taro used may differ between these batches. I’ll have to find out more about that.
But this poi is a tough sell for me. I like my poi on the sour side. When I buy a bag of Taro brand poi at Times, I’ll just leave the bag on the counter for a week or longer, and just wait for it to develop more flavor.
That seems to be the opposite of the Waiahole poi experience.
I’ll be interested in the comments of others more familiar with the Waiahole Poi Factory’s product.


