Post #38361 by fartsatune on Tue, Jun 10, 2003 3:12 PM

Wow emspace, you had all your memories intact except for the mouth! I got this at a flea market in Vancouver for $2. The back of the menu is a bit long winded, but here is what it says:
This is Polynesia, a mixture of many cultures, including New and Old worlds-Indians from Peru moved westward and Orientals from many sections of the Far East moved to the south and east. Kingdoms and Empires came and departed, their histories lost in time, but the traces of their magnificence remain in the food, art and leisurely grace that have descended to this day.

Hawaii's largest and only active volcano, broods majestically in a setting of tropical splendor. Waterfalls spill over lava rock like silver ribbons, cascading through tangled ferns and trees, finally coming to rest in shadowed pools.

For thousands of years the natives produced the same type of cloth and carvings, which we have used here-bamboo,rattan,fernbark,monkey pod,teak and rosewood.

Decorations in our room are authentic war weapons from the Sepik River area of Dutch New Guinea, the Phillipines and other pacific islands figurines from Cambodia, temple dogs from Nepal, outriggers from Samoa, lava and feather rock, blowfish and Japanese fish floats.

Sturdy ships sailed, each with a figurehead beautiful to see, ships as bold as goddesses with proud heads poised, with their draperies flying as though they had already fought the storms. Their beautiful eyes were fixed on something no one else could see, something unattainable to man. This was the challenge- the Far East had always held a peculiar fascination to men, "who went down to the sea in ships".

Returning voyagers told of gold roofed cities, elephants bearing kings, brown skinned girls with jewels on their ankles, palmy coral atolls, volcanic islands rising grim and foreboding from the ocean bed-the blue of the little known Pacific. This sea was the world beyond the world they knew.

Tales of great wealth to be obtained drifted back and the sailing vessels departed full of hope to fill their owners warehouses with spices, tea, coffee, precious stones, silks, gold, silver, and copper. The risks were great-the rewards even greater.
Although touched by all the nations of the world, the Far East remains aloof and mysterious. The "lure of the tropics", remains, as the figureheads of the old ships a dream-never completely realized-never completely obtained-yet the world of the tropics exists today, still mysterious, still inviting and still calling in her faint voice to the wandering voyageur to come home to a safe harbour.

We hope you feel the magic of these beautiful islands in the atmosphere of the "BEACHCOMBER."