The Olympic CafeThis Thursday we went to this restaurant, the Olympic Cafe, after a full day of driving and shopping. Had some Kahlua Pig and a couple of maitais. One of the waitresses was from Spokane Washington and had ended up here after visiting an aunt. Another was from Ireland and had been in Kauai a few months. Both pretty plain and sort of sociable young ladies.
The girl from Ireland had the most beautiful green eyes. When she waited our table it felt as if I could see Ireland in her eyes. I could "feel" the Irish mist and could "see" the fields of Ireland. I though to myself; Emerald Isle eyes. She had the most beautiful green eyes I have ever seen. I could hear her talk, I could feel her presence, and I could smell her mild perfume. Although I could not hear what she was saying I could feel her Irish essence, I was mesmerized by her eyes. Her big beautiful emerald eyes.
