My parents grew up in a third world country and moved here with little money to spare. So it is no wonder that they have a thriftiness that sometimes borders on obsession, especially when it comes to food. Wasting food is probably one of the worst things that one can do in their eyes, and when they left Hawaii, they handed me a number of items, including a papaya that they had not had a chance to eat. Papaya is one of those types of fruit that I enjoy, but not immensely. The soft texture and the perfume like flavor is wonderful for a bite or two, but anymore and I get overwhelmed by it. Not sure what to do with an entire papaya, I decided I needed to turn it into a breakfast bread for AJ and I, as we were heading up to Mt. Haleakala for the sunrise and a long hike. Turns out we would need the nourishment, as our hike was a 7 hour grueling but gorgeous hike into the lava fields, but luckily we had my White Chocolate Ginger Papaya Bread to give us energy.