Post #92524 by pablus on Sun, May 23, 2004 1:42 PM

I dreamed something this weekend.

It was a tiki bar.
There were people dressed in Hawai'ian/Island-style clothing.

There were drinks that were sweet and sour and delicately balanced - served with colorful and tasty garnish.

Everyone seemed to be smiling and I remember playing the ukulele for a while and singing The Hukilau Song over and over.

And the decor was...timeless. Perfect. Raw and refined at once. Tikis were everywhere. The layers of grasses and bamboos and tapa cloth were lit softly, framing the masks and weapons and art of the South Seas.

There was this one particular Tiki that seemed to be smiling with hands folded across his belly. He was the main focus there. On paintings - carved into large pieces of wood and poles....

...on my drink mug, the napkins, the swizzle sticks.

The combined talents on this board have created something so dream-like that I'm having trouble believing it's real.

Hale Tiki is a masterpiece, Brad.
Treasure it.

See you in a few weeks.