"Home of the fine art of Cantonese Culinary," says the back. You know, in China. Where they had all those pig roasts with women in leis and hula skirts.
The back of the card also promised "Polynesian Potables" - so the only thing Tiki about it would be the drinks.
Which was probably enough. Personally, I'd need a drink to go inside; it's hideous. Maybe the promise of a drink was enough to make you want to go inside. It'll look better when I go out.
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