09/09/2026
Back in the day, Kona had a little bar in the old industrial area called The Other Side, hosted by Dan and Leroy.
Back then, Kona really was a drinking village with a fishing problem. 😂 And The Other Side was part of what made it special.
Town was small. We all knew each other. You could walk into The Other Side any night of the week without a dime in your pocket—as long as you paid last week’s tab before you started another one! Brilliant system. And if you worked in hospitality, chances were you were there sooner or later… usually sooner.
It was a dive bar, absolutely—but it was also a community.
That’s really what I’ve been thinking about tonight.
I’ve been putting a lot of love into my pizzas and trying to treat pizza as an art. I’m growing my own tomatoes, basil, garlic, onions, thyme, oregano, mint and whatever else I can coax out of this Kaʻū soil. My goal is to make these pizzas as fresh, local and organic as I reasonably can.
I’m still working toward getting Krust Almighty fully set up as a permitted business, so for now I’ve mostly been making pizzas privately for friends and neighbors.
But the spirit behind it is simple: I don’t want my neighbors going hungry.
If you’re nearby, need a pizza, want to talk story, or just feel like having a beer sometime, give me a shout.
Hope all of you are doing well, surviving, and taking care of each other.
Kaʻū community first. 🍕