Introducing Tiki Central 2.0!

Very happy to see the site up and running! I have lots still to share about Societe Hoteliere de Tahara'a.
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McTiki reporting in. Thank you for bringing this site back to life.

Thank you for re-opening this great site. This is Linda, I used to work in the Mai-Kai Gift Shop from 1980 to 2010. Hazel worked in the Gift Ship with me and she was my mother. I know she meant a lot to the Tiki culture through the Mai Kai. She passed away on June 4, 2023. I will have Mai-Kai and Tiki items that I will be selling. I bought a lot of things when I began working there and they have never been used. I hope to place the items on this site for the special tiki people in my heart. The Hukilau meant so much to Hazel and I. We loved the wonderful people who came in to the Gift Shop during the Hukilau and shared their love of the Mai-Kai. Aloha for now. Linda

I am newhow do I post puctures?

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Beachcomber room in Rosarito Beach Hotel....... There are many paintings in this room, close to the pier in the Rosarito Beach Hotel in Baja California that, in my opinion, are the work of Frank Bowers. I will be at the site on February 8 2024, in a Press Release event where they will be presenting a painting that was not identified for 90 years until a year ago. This painting is NOT the work of Boweres, However it will be a great date to see Bowers`s paintings...... contact me for more info. [email protected].....

Seamus is in the building but I couldn't activate my old account due to losing my domain/email and using a new one. It's nice to be back and see some familiar names!

I have a couple pics to post but must be blind and do see where I can add so I will try here is this by Paul or does anyone recognize it. It seems very old mid Century 40s-60 thank you it's not signed but looks almost identical to one I saw...the only one.

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Hi bigtreearrowhead,

Make sure the upload is complete before pressing "Submit Post".

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Thank you !! Mahalo

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I would love to be a part of this! Count me in.

Glad to see this website up and running again! It's been years since I posted and ab!e to participate in any events due to family issues/obligations. Seeing all the OG tiki peeps handles again made my day!

I am posting in memory of the Trade Winds on 1st and Wall in Seattle, Washington.

I was born in 1956. My mom worked at the Trade Winds in the early 60s. I have wonderful memories of the place. It was in the basement below the Seaman's Union Hall. You had to go down a set of stairs, and as you went down there was a waterfall off to the left. On Thanksgiving and Christmas they opened the bar for dinning, and my brother and I would go in with mom and buss tables for her. We were pretty young, so can't say how good a job we did. They would make us special drinks called Shirley Temple and Rob Roy.

My mom would dance on the piano bar for tips. On my 21st birthday, she asked where I wanted to go. Without hesitation, I replied Trade Winds. She and I got up and danced on the piano bar together. Lou was still playing the piano. My mom's name was Carol. She was 5 ft tall with a 19 inch waist and bleached blonde hair. She actually helped Lou write Summer of 62. We had the 45 for years. "See you at the fair in Seattle, summer of 62."

They maintained some of the older rules in seating. A woman alone had to sit at the piano bar. Only prostitutes sat at the main bar without an escort. The last time I was there was in 1983. In July of that year, I moved to California. It was a wonderful place that seemed magical to me. The world is sadder without it.

I am posting in memory of the Trade Winds on 1st and Wall in Seattle, Washington.

I was born in 1956. My mom worked at the Trade Winds in the early 60s. I have wonderful memories of the place. It was in the basement below the Seaman's Union Hall. You had to go down a set of stairs, and as you went down there was a waterfall off to the left. On Thanksgiving and Christmas they opened the bar for dinning, and my brother and I would go in with mom and buss tables for her. We were pretty young, so can't say how good a job we did. They would make us special drinks called Shirley Temple and Rob Roy.

My mom would dance on the piano bar for tips. On my 21st birthday, she asked where I wanted to go. Without hesitation, I replied Trade Winds. She and I got up and danced on the piano bar together. Lou was still playing the piano. My mom's name was Carol. She was 5 ft tall with a 19 inch waist and bleached blonde hair. She actually helped Lou write Summer of 62. We had the 45 for years. "See you at the fair in Seattle, summer of 62."

They maintained some of the older rules in seating. A woman alone had to sit at the piano bar. Only prostitutes sat at the main bar without an escort. The last time I was there was in 1983. In July of that year, I moved to California. It was a wonderful place that seemed magical to me. The world is sadder without it.

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