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Post #26908 by tikifa on Sun, Mar 16, 2003 9:20 PM

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Hey.

My name is David Doris. I used to be a musician, but these days I write about the history of African Art, and also teach it to unsuspecting university students.

Once upon a time, not so very long ago, I visited an old Chinese restaurant in Washington DC--the Yenching Palace was its name, and it was up on Connecticut Avenue, where it had been since the early 1960s. I took a look at the drink menu, and said to the waiter, "My, but this 'Flaming Volcano Bowl' of yours sure does sound interesting! May I have one please?"

The waiter--his name was Sam; really, it was--retreated to the bar with his Mandate. Time passed. Soon returning to the table, Sam, now strangely wreathed in a glowing halo of clearest white light, set down with quivering hands the Golden Gift of Destiny that would dramatically and irreversibly transform my life. In the flash of yellow flame that blossomed forth from a wee ceramic volcano, erupting amidst a lagoon of tiny, tiny ice floes, I saw... The Word. And yea, The Word--TIKI--burned itself into the walls of my skull, searing my consciousness, and making me very, very thirsty indeed.

Fortunately, I did not have to look very far to quench my thirst--or so I thought. The answer, it seemed, was just at the far tip of One Very Long Sipping Straw. But even that Cool Libation did not fully satisfy, and the Fire of Pele still burns within... And so today, in humility and with respect, I come to Tiki Central, that I might learn the Way of Tiki, and that I might continue to seek, among this Society of Fellow Tiki-Seekers, the Profound Truths that bubble and froth beneath the cool shade of all those Little Paper Umbrellas...

Thanks for having me. Please return your trays to their locked, upright position. May All Good Things be yours.

David (tikifa)