Tiki Month, 2016

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Seven years….
February, 2016 is the eighth Tiki Month, and that means I have been assembling these annual explorations of Tiki drinks and related culture for seven years. I have always concentrated mostly on the history of Tiki and it’s golden and silver ages of the 30’s and 40’s, and the 50’s and 60’s. That made sense back in 2009, nine years after the closure of the last great Tiki Palace, the Kahiki (right here in Columbus, OH) had signaled the bitter, ignominious “end of the Tiki era”.

All that was left of commercial Tiki bars were a few fossilized Trader Vic’s. There were just the two lonely outposts of original Tiki drink menus, the boutique joint, Tiki-Ti and the beautifully preserved but then almost entirely tourist-ridden Mai Kai. A few other survivors lurked in obscurity. In the industry, Tiki was a dead letter,

The home Tiki bar in 2009 was, to all but the drinks equivalent of professional cosplayers, this:

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And the only such set-up likely to be encountered by a normal American was more this:

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In the online world, Tiki’s presence was largely limited to a few of the online forum-type websites that flowered (and still exist) in the brief period between the fall of Usenet and the rise of Reddit. But that culture was more about cars, music, clothes, and artwork than it was about drinks. I’d bet that more of this community would have identified beer and bowling in aloha shirts as a celebration of Tiki culture than would have so much as recognized a properly made Mai Tai. I’m not hating here. Where would we be without the monks who preserved Plato and Aristotle during the Dark Ages? The large number of people that are now rediscovering Tiki in commercial bar culture would not and could not be enjoying it without them.

Full sized prints available at Mahalo Tiki

Full sized prints available at Mahalo Tiki

In the blossoming world of the early Cocktailosphere, there were a few, fantastic fanatics in their fezzes and flower leis, who did yeoman work illustrating what had once been for all the rest of us three-ingredient, elegant sophistication-types who made up the majority in the early days of the Cocktail Renaissance. In those days, paring knives, flower pots, and saucepans were almost exclusively the province of the Tikibloggers. It was these explorers, the group I appointed the Board of Tiki Idols and a few others, whose example drove me to start Tiki Month.

I viewed Tiki Month then, as now, as a chance to trade the gray, frozen mud of Ohio’s winter depths for those glorious pictures of crazy concoctions and a world of imagination. And to encourage absolutely everyone I reached to at least to some extent to do the same.

And as I prepare for this year’s Tiki Month, transforming my ultra-sleek, modern basement bar into the volcano-ravaged, bamboo jungle it becomes each winter, finding new recipes to try and essaying a few originals of my own, it strikes me how fundamentally transformed is the world of Tiki in the eighth year of this experiment.

Smuggler's Cove in San Francisco

Smuggler’s Cove in San Francisco

Ten months after the first Tiki Month, Martin Cate opened Smuggler’s Cove, which is to this day, the most amazing cocktail bar I have even been to. My friend Blair “Trader Tiki” Reynolds had his personal brand struck down by dark forces, but soon became more powerful than they could have possibly imagined. His line of Tiki syrups has saved me from making orgeat, making Mai Tais a year round part of my repertoire, and now he presides over the mighty Hale Pele, a true exemplar of the modern destination Tiki bar.

Blair Reynolds, looking all successful and stuff.

Blair Reynolds, looking all successful and stuff.

Anthropologist Jeff Berry, the combined godfather and wet nurse of modern Tiki, has progressed from vagabond attic scrounger and trade show star to proprietor of the world-famous Latitude 29 in the Bienville House in New Orleans, which was world-famous even before it opened simply because the Beachbum was going to own it. Operating Tiki-themed bars are no longer the lone passenger pigeons they were in the Nineties and the Naughties. Indeed, most every major city now sports at least one Tiki den, and it is a measure of the culture’s broad appeal that even those who are less than stellar seem able to make a go of it.

Gotta look at least a little more scruffy, or at least hungover, if you want to keep up the “Beachbum” moniker there, Jeff…

Gotta look at least a little more scruffy, or at least hungover, if you want to keep up the “Beachbum” moniker there, Jeff…

The home Tiki bar has gone from pretty much exclusively kits you buy in a plastic bag from Party City or Amazon, to five or even six-figure edifices with fully plumbed fire pits, real jungles, or even water features with real bridges constructed by charmingly psychotic former rap stars….

A massive swimming pool lagoon that has a lazy river as well as an island and tiki hut.

A massive swimming pool lagoon that has a lazy river as well as an island and tiki hut.

And the drinks… eight years ago, you took your self-respect as a cocktailian into your own hands if you were to order a Mai Tai most places on Earth. Order a Three Dots and a Dash or a Suffering Bastard anywhere and what the bartender would serve you would be an uncomprehending stare.

Today, every self-respecting high-end bartender has a set of Tiki favorites embedded in his or her mental index of showoff recipes. And most every craft bar has a Tiki classic and/or an original or two of their own on the menu. It is no longer surprising to see Tiki mugs or a piece of Tiki artwork tucked away as part of the drinkware or decor of even them most classical of modern dens of mixology.

So, as you can see, the Tiki world has changed immeasurably since I inaugurated Tiki Month all those years ago…

And Doug takes credit for all of it!

No I don’t! I…

Yes. Yes he does.
Really, he is simply too modest to say it himself.

Listen. You are embarrassing me…

Lucky for him, he has me here to make sure you know the pride that swells his breast at his single-handed shepherding of Tiki culture back into the public limelight!

The Management of this blog takes no responsibility for the outrageous things that Guy blathers on about, folks!

That’s right folks!
It’s called plausible deniability, and it’s a wonderful thing.

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Indeed, Tiki’s resurrection is complete. We can now be sure it is not a zombie (har!) but a phoenix. The only question is how long the drums will roll and the lava flow this time round. Given that, while Tiki Month has always been primarily an historical exploration, I intend to focus this year on the state of the modern art of Tiki. I hope you will stick around and journey with me, and if you have a particular favorite modern Tiki drink, let me know; I want to try it. You can subscribe to the feed here. My posts are linked in my Facebook feed, and if you don’t mind all manner of silliness mixed with political polemics, you can also keep up via my Twitter feed as well.

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  1. Andy

    1 February

    Though February is technically the shortest month of the year, it’s always felt like the longest to me – especially in the Midwest! Tiki month should be recognized nationally to prevent us from doing harm to ourselves or others in the deep dark depression of mid-winter. Thank you for your service in this battle against the powers of darkness!

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  2. Swanky

    1 February

    The Mai-Kai may have a lot of tourist customers, and with a staff of over 200, it needs them, but it is the only place left on earth serving Don the Beachcomber’s recipes much as he made them in the 1930s. Friday and Saturday nights in the Mai-Kai are busy, but weeknights and especially Wednesday’s Happy Hour with sushi will find the Molokai Bar quiet and full of locals. The Mai-Kai is where Martin Cate and Jeff Berry do their research.

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  3. Doug Winship

    1 February

    Swanky,

    I’m not dissing the Mai Kai at all. It is awesome. I was more highlighting its time as a last, lonely redoubt…

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  4. Tiare

    1 February

    Congrats to eight years of tiki months Doug! I enjoy it very much!

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  5. DJ HawaiianShirt

    2 February

    My body is ready.

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