In Hawaii we used to have both Woolworths and Kress stores. Woolworths was a little more uppity class and Kress was the five & dime. Like Walmart is to Kmart. One my aunt’s worked at Kress and sometimes my Mom and I would take to bus to downtown and have lunch with her. I remember my aunt would always have the cottage cheese on canned peach half, sometimes with a hamburger patty on the side.
Shopping at Kress was an everyday thing, but ohhhh…shopping at Woolworths was a special occasion! The only time I’d go to Woolworths was to have their pizza.
Since this was the 60’s/70’s, we had a couple of hippie oriented stores, San Francisco Rag Shop (not Co. which still is around in Arizona) and India Imports. I never shopped at San Francisco Rag Shop, but my sisters. And my brother would take me to India Imports. Despite it’s name, it wasn’t just India oriented goods, it was everything hippie culture oriented and always smelled of incense. Even back then, I suspected that the incense was for covering the smell of weeds smoke as much as for the sweet odor.
My favorite restaurants were Cha Cha Tei, a Japanese restaurant, which I have no idea where it was, but my parents would take me to eat there frequently. The only thing I would eat there was oyako* donburi, a simple dish with a bowl of rice (the donburi), with bits of chicken cooked in a soy sauce, sugar mix and and raw scrambled eggs on top. It always comes with a lid so the eggs slightly cook from the steaming rice and chicken.
*Oyako literally means mother and child, chicken and egg. Paul Simon has confirmed his Mother and Child Reunion was inspired by the mother and child dish, but he claims it was from a Chinese restaurant, not Japanese. https://www.snopes.com/fact-check/mother-and-child-reunion/
My other favorite restaurant was Boulevard Saimin, now Dillingham Saimin. Not because I ate there often, but because after going to supermarket, my parents would drive up to the back door and I’d enter the kitchen and take an ice cake in a small Dixie cup directly from the freezer and pay the old woman who was always there 5 cents. The ice cake wasn’t on the menu, though I sometimes saw kids in the restaurant eating them.