We ain't in the tropics and our trip to a place billed as a Tiki Bar proved it this week. 'Course it may have been because we were there in broad daylight and the huge windows were open to a lot of light. But SWMBO described the place as tacky and I had to agree. It wasn't Don the Beachcomber's or Trader Vic's by any stretch of the imagination. But the drinks were tasty on a hot day in Phoenix.
Mine (on the left) was described as a Blood Orange Martini and was concocted of vodka, blood orange liqueur, orange juice and cranberry. SWMBO went for a drink of let's say many years ago, the Zombie, comprising cruzan rum, passion fruit, pineapple and lime juice, and dark rum.
One each was enough for we dodderers.
