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pocho

(POH-cho)

Definition

Slang A person of Portuguese descent in Hawaii; also used as an adjective to describe local Portuguese culture, food, or traits.

Usage

"Eh, you going make some pocho sausage for breakfast or what?"

English Translation

Hey, are you going to cook some Portuguese sausage for breakfast or what?

Alternates / See Also

potcho, Portagee

Origin

Portuguese

Usage Frequency

High

• 5 days ago
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Cultural Context

The term "pocho" is a widely used slang word in Hawaii to describe someone of Portuguese descent, or things related to local Portuguese culture, such as "pocho sausage" (Portuguese sausage) or "pocho sweet bread." It is a shortened, affectionate, and sometimes teasing derivative of "Portagee," which itself is the Pidgin pronunciation of Portuguese.

Historically, Portuguese immigrants arrived in Hawaii in the late 1800s to work on the sugar plantations, bringing with them distinct culinary traditions, the ukulele (derived from the machete), and a reputation for being talkative and hardworking. Today, calling someone "pocho" is generally acceptable and friendly among locals, especially when joking about cultural stereotypes like talking too loud or making a big batch of bean soup. However, as with many ethnic identifiers in Pidgin, tone and context matter; it is best used affectionately among friends rather than as a formal descriptor.

The Story

The frost was still thick on the kikuyu grass outside their Waimea home when Reggie started banging pots in the kitchen. He had a massive cast-iron skillet heating up on the gas stove, tossing in thick, diagonal slices of bright red sausage. His granddaughter Malia walked in, wrapping her fleece jacket tighter against the morning chill, followed closely by her younger sister Cora who was already glued to her phone.

"Papa, you making that again?" Malia sighed, eyeing the grease popping over the stove. "Cora and I were just gonna make avocado toast before we drive down to Kona. We're trying to eat clean."

Reggie just shook his head, flipping the meat with a pair of old wooden tongs. "Avocado toast? What is that gonna do for you when you gotta help fix the fence line later? You girls need some real pocho breakfast to keep you warm up here. Cannot survive Waimea on just bread and weeds." He cracked three eggs straight into the sausage grease, the loud sizzle drowning out Cora's complaints.

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