Kahiki supper club
A tiki bar so holy that it had a waterfall, fake plants, and drinks that made you feel like you were on a tropical island, if that island was cursed by a drunk tourist.
I got lost in the jungle of Kahiki. I found my way back by following the smell of rum.
I got a drink with three umbrellas. I got three migraines.
The waterfall was fake, but the vibes were real. I felt like a king.