Whatever you do, do it with all your might.
~ PT Barnum (1880)
The Art of Money Getting
PT Barnum, Robert Tilton, Huey Long — showmen all, masters of swaying their audiences. To their ranks, consider adding San Francisco bar man Martin Cate.
The room itself in the Crowne Plaza Hotel was divided into five main sections, all arranged in a rough circle around a tarp-covered central table. Now, tiki crowds skew slightly older, whiter, straighter, and more coupled than I’m used to in drinkin’ buddies, but a more friendly crowd you couldn’t ask for. The room quickly filled with Hawaiian shirts, tropical dresses, and a handful of fezzes. There were vintage cat’s eye glasses, beehive hair, coconut purses, and pineapple bracelets. And the attendees were positively gleeful.
The crowd filed in, grabbed cups of welcoming punch, and started heading for spots at the surrounding tables, each of which was outfitted with a small cup covered in plastic wrap. Each section’s cups contained different liquids. As I tried to make out what they were, a volunteer pointed me to a seat. “If you sit where I tell you,” she sighed, “this would all go a lot faster.”
So I did. And Martin launched into his history of punch — its origins in India and introduction to Europe through the British East India Company. He discussed how the very name punch is said to derive from the Hindustani word panch, meaning “five” (for the five ingredients common in 17th century punches), its place in pre-industrial England and America, and how its popularity declined over the years.
He shared some tips for finding recipes and serving punches out of various vessels from bowls to coolers. “So…anyway,” he wrapped up, “that’s it. Thanks for coming. I hope you guys had a good time.” Scattered light applause began to ripple through the audience while shouts of “No, no!” arose in other parts. “What?” he asked. “Did I forget something?” After more teasing, he acknowledged there might be one more thing to do.
“I am here” Hands begin drumming the tables.
“To present to you” The drumming gets faster, harder, while yelps and cheers leap forth.
“The single most powerful weapon ever crafted.” The cheers get even louder.
“Behold!” The tarp is drawn back in one dramatic reveal.
“The world’s. Most. Powerful. Volcano bowl!” The crowd goes absolutely apeshit.
There, on the table, is an enormous volcano bowl fashioned from a Home Depot koi pond. Men and women — with, one presumes, respectable day jobs — are on their feet, snapping pictures, recording video, looks of delirious joy on their faces. Is this a talk about punches or a dustbowl tent revival? The glory and the power of rum has struck these poor souls and I’ll be damned if some of them aren’t speaking in tongues. Hawaiian, if I’m not mistaken.
Cate asks each section to come forth and contribute its ingredient from the plastic cups. In goes cup after cup of fresh lime juice. “Come up here and feed it. Feeeeed it.” The bowl’s capacity is said to be 40 gallons. The sweetness of a rich Demerara sugar goes in. “Yes, yes, give it more … Excellent.” Vanilla and cinnamon Trader Tiki syrups. After that, tea, tea, and more tea. The crowd chants “Rum! Rum! Rum! Rum!” They get their wish: in goes a healthy dose of two rums. Our MC uses first a giant whisk, then an electric immersion blender to mix the ingredients. Red lights come on at the bottom of the bowl and the bubbler kicks in.
“This needs something,” Cate notes. “Maybe it’s fire.”
Almost in a frenzy, Cate passes around long straws, tells the crowd to put two together to make even longer straws. Some clatter to the floor in a maelstrom of tiki madness. From each section, a contingent springs forth to sample with double-long long straws. My photographer — it’s his first Tiki Oasis — looks at me in amazement. “These are grown-ass adults,” he marvels “acting like they’re 21 years old.”
And that’s maybe part of the magic of Tiki Oasis and tiki crowds in general. Grown-ass adults sometimes need to act like kids. If that entails drinking and setting things on fire, then so be it. I had a blast (a contained one) and will be back next year.
Tiki Oasis 10th Anniversary Punch
1 oz Rhum JM VSOP
1 oz Zaya rum
1 oz strong Darjeeling tea
1 oz fresh lime juice
.25 oz Demerara simple syrup (optional/to taste)
.5 oz Trader Tiki Cinnamon Syrup (see below)
.5 oz Trader Tiki Vanilla Syrup (see below)
For a single serving, mix together with ice. For a crowd, just multiply each ingredient, ice it, and serve it forth.
Goes well with:
- A big block of ice. Note that punch gets less watered down if all the mixed ingredients are chilled and served on a single block of ice.
- Trader Tiki syrups are fantastic vehicles for adding exotic spices and flavorings to tropical cocktails. Check them out here.
- Smuggler's Cove, Martin Cate's bar in San Francisco.
- Tiki Oasis, the annual San Diego tiki gathering. I'm already planning to hit up Tiki Oasis next year. If you go, get tickets early: they sell out fast.
Thank you so much for this entry! It took me right back to that auspicious occasion and I found myself grinning at my monitor! The photos are amazing and your assessments of the crowd, though slightly embarrassing, are eerily accurate. Cheers!
Now I've got a pool-sized thirst.
The 'delerium' was tongue in cheek but we all had a fantastic time participating and then consuming the giant punch bowl. Martin Cate makes world class drinks whether they are in a pineapple or swimming pool. And he's quite entertaining as well. Tons of fun!
Martin's bar is probably one of the most dangerous places to drink in San Francisco, possibly the world. And I am NOT talking about the flaming punch bowls. Well, yes, those too. But that's not what I meant.
Great write up! It really brought the whole event back to me. Fun was indeed had by all.
I just wish i wasn´t so damned far away from all the fun...i can only afford one trip a year and those who knows me knows where it goes, but maybe some day..i can make two.
Yes, it's true: everyone should come to Tiki Oasis. Until you can swing two trips in one year, Tiare, perhaps it's time to get together a Stockholm event?
We`re working on it..its just that its so small here and so few people and therefore difficult to pull off something bigger. I`ve already had a Tiki drink session here. Its just too small..what is coming up big here is speakeasy and that is a good thing since that involves crafted cocktails.
Never mind i`m hopefully soon off to Nola again;-)
Btw i wonder how big the crouton was that he used?
Tiare ~ smaller than a cat's head, bigger than a raven's. Why I'm measuring things in terms of animal heads, I don't know.
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