Three getaways reveal a different, more natural island, where misty waterfalls, ancient temples, and family adventure await
Sliding the steaming mug across a counter both polished andscarred by years of use, Al Franco smiles and waits for me to siphis coffee. I’d been drawn into the false-fronted old building bythe pungent aroma of roasting coffee beans. While waiting for a potto fill, Franco explained that his organic coffee is all grown onsmall farms within walking distance of his tiny restaurant -Grandma’s Coffee House – high on the slopes of Maui’s Haleakalavolcano. I take a sip: The rich, black brew is delicious.
With all the vacationers jammed in all the resorts along Maui’sfabled beaches – we can see the white sands stretching far below -I’m surprised that there isn’t a line lingering out the door.Franco isn’t. “A man came in the other day who said he had beenstaying at the same condo in Kihei for 18 years and that this washis first time up here,” Franco recalls. “The poor guy said he wassorry he waited so long.”