I had never had Hawaiian food before, so I wasn't really sure what to expect. Something with... pineapples?
My friend found my ignorance amusing and offered to order on my behalf. He said some words I didn't know, and just a few minutes later, I had a large colorful plate in front of me, heaping with rice and vegetables and chunks of various cooked, BBQed, and fried meats.
Fearless, I dove in. Some pieces of meat I liked better than others, but all of it was good and had a home-cooked feel to it. My entire Hawaiian feast cost less than $10 total.
I was most definitely a fan. If I ever roll through Vegas again, I will pop on a grass skirt and go for another plate of mystery meat.