Went to this place on Saturday evening with my family. It didn't really sound like a good place when I read about it (it's like Hawaiian-inspired fusion food), but we had one of those indecisive where-to-eat? moments that resulted in us selecting a place almost at random. Hence, Pa'ina.
Just don't go there.
That's probably all I need to write, I don't even know where to begin. But if you need details,
How about with the menu. Despite being early on a Saturday night, the restaurant had already run out of five or six menu items. How could a restaurant have provisioned THAT badly that they ran out of that many menu items at the beginning of the night?
The food: We had nearly a third of the menu. None of it was tasty, and some of it was sort of disgusting. There were gyoza, which was more like subpar potstickers, there was a macaroni salad that inexplicably had potato in it (tasting note: it was macaroni salad with potato in it), there was some fried chicken thing that arrived ice-cold ("No Mom, I don't think Hawaiians eat their chicken cold"), the Spam musubi things that were more like leftovers from my cooking.
And then there was the "famous Kalua pig cheese fries." Calling a dish "famous" on your menu when your restaurant is only weeks-old takes quite a bit of chutzpah, but we tried it, and you know what, I can see why they might be famous. You will not hear my opinion of them unless my future therapist decides to break his/her professional silence and relate my terror-filled experience to others.
Let's see, what good can I say about the place. The server was very friendly, very polite. Unfortunately she wasn't a very skilled server. At one point, my sister waited almost half an hour for her drink. Finally she went to the bar to retrieve it, only to find that the bartender had prepared it forever ago. "Oh, did she forget you?", asked the bartender, chuckling. My sister did not chuckle along.