My SO recommended we brunch at Yogur Story based solely on the ube pancakes, and I am thrilled that she made the recommendation! This was hands down one of the best meals I've had on Oahu.

First things first: you're going to wait, that's just the nature of the beast. or is it? (more on that in a bit) When we walked up, we saw that the seats under the outside canopy were all taken by other guests waiting to have their names called. I walked in, jotted down my name and party size, and was told it'd be about 40 mins (ended up being slightly shorter - yay). Once my name was called, we were directed upstairs - not lead - and took our seats. The hostess was kind enough to let us store our bags near her station, which was appreciated.

Now, about that wait: I don't understand the necessity of keeping people waiting outside in the sun. During the entire time we brunched, I never saw anyone aside from restaurant staff at the close of business occupying the tables at one whole side of the upstairs area. Even the larger general floor area where we were seated maintained at least three to four empty tables. While it's possible that such is their system to not overwhelm the kitchen, I nevertheless feel that people would rather be told that the kitchen is a bit backed up whilst sitting cool inside rather than out in the heat.

About those ube pancakes: they are delicious; however, they also can prove to be a bit much. I mean, they are literally just drenched in the ube sauce, so unless you're all in for the full experience, I'd recommend ordering something savory with which to cut their sweetness, or else splitting them with someone else. It's a lot to take on just yourself.

My SO and I chose to pair the ube pancakes with the K-Town chicken & waffle, which was yet another excellent choice on her part. The chicken turned out to be boneless strips rather than wings, which suited us both just fine. The few bites of waffle drenched in Korean barbecue sauce were delightful; however, my SO did note that they were too salty for her tastes.

Our server was attentive without being intrusive/disruptive, which is evidently a much harder skill to master than you might imagine.

Note that there is but a single unisex bathroom on the second floor, and by the time I got around to using it, there were drying napkins spread nearly all across the floor. While that will most likely not be the case for everyone, I found the lack of attentiveness to the bathroom to be notable.

Overall, Yogur Story is undoubtedly a great choice for brunch in Honolulu; so much so, that I'm even tempted to return for what I saw of their dinner menu.

Should any of you ever learn the history of why it is named as it is, please do share!