I went to Tiki Bar for the first time last weekend with some friends to listen to a band. It took us 15 minutes to find parking. After driving around looking for parking we parked down the street in this industrial area. We had hard time finding the place, but smell of throw-up and booze hags led us right to the front door. We walked into a room about the size of my living room and ordered a drink from a bartender who looked like she was about to be called up on stage for her naughty school girl routine. The only saving grace was the band - they were at least tolerable. If you like drunk old men, booze hags, and the smell of vomit, tiki bar is the place for you.