After a long desert hike and a failed attempt at camping in Joshua Tree National Park (it turns out just showing up on Saturday afternoon is not a good way to secure a campsite), Laura and I made the long drive back home to Santa Monica. Fortunately, we realized we’d be passing near Rosemead, and could make a stop at Bahooka, a tiki bar and restaurant where tropical fish outnumber people.
Laura had some fruity concoction whose name escapes me, and I had a Zombie. They were both excellent, as far as fruity tiki drinks go; tangy, with plenty of rum, and tasting not at all like a Jolly Rancher. The couple next to us at the bar ordered something that arrived in a bowl, with two straws, and on fire.
Bahooka gets the Official LGA Seal of Approval.