Last Saturday I was gripped with a sudden an irrational fear: what if Los Angeles Tiki culture is dying? Trader Vic’s closed before I moved here, sure, but I lived around a figurative corner from Tiki Ti for over a year and never visited. What if I look back in ten years, as others are lamenting the death of the LA Tiki bar, only to realized I missed a prime opportunity to enjoy a unique Californian subculture?
I’m happy to say I’ll have at least one amazing memory of the nostalgia-tinged but goin’ strong Tiki Ti. Oh, LA. I love your kitsch.
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