A Life-Affirming Tiki Bar Stashed Behind an Italian Joint

Painkillers, Green Monkeys and A Whole Lotta Punch

By Jason Harris ·
Linda Evans

You came for spaghetti and meatballs with a side of Louis Prima.

You stayed for the rum punch, surf guitar and adorable new friend in a grass skirt that may have been a statue.

The night was clearly well spent at Tiki di Amore, just your average, everyday tropical bar now open behind a vintage Italian restaurant. See the slideshow.

In a perfect world, every old Italian joint would open an al fresco tiki bar out back for you to cap red sauce-slathered meals with a total disruption of your sense of place. But at least Case di Amore did here. So you can start or end evenings over tropical drinks and arousing decor with your drinking pals.

We see you all sitting next to an old school local yelling "marone!" as he takes his first sip of a Zombie with a green monkey hanging off the rim, because our powers of prediction sometimes contain gross cultural stereotypes.

Anyway, at that point you'll rise with your rum punch and begin to inspect some of the crazy stuff and retro art covering the place as you make your way to the semi-private, thatched-roof hut in back that looks like somebody shrunk the Explorer's Club.

There's the giant octopus chair, for example. And a lot of masks, naturally. You may also see a resin chimp drinking a beer.

Maybe even a cougar or two.

Jason Harris

Jason Harris is a writer and comedian based out of Las Vegas. He knows every good pizza spot in town and can tell you which taco truck in Chinatown to visit. When his brother got engaged, his mother called him and asked, "Are you alright?"

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