Arriving at the Tonga Room, I was greeted with a synthetic lei, and then stepped into a huge, dark room sparkling with strands of multicolored lights, walls covered in tribal patterns, and in the middle of a swimming-pool-turned lagoon, a small boat sporting a deejay traveled back and forth. There were even sporadic tropical thunderstorms, complete with thunder and lightening.

Tropical cocktails at the Tonga Room and Hurricane Bar. Photo: Marla Aufmuth

I met three friends there—two of them, having lived in Hawaii before, claimed it was their favorite bar in San Francisco. They were shocked I had never been to the Tonga Room. But for me, it was missing the magical elements of Hawaii. The warm breeze that wraps around you, the rainbows that appear just past the sugar cane field after a flash rain, the galaxies of stars, impossibly bright in the dark sky—in fact, the room actually made me sadder. So I had a Mai Tai. Rum is always a good drink for vacation nostalgia—mixed with a little fruit juice, it’s an instant taste of tropical. While it wasn’t made from Maui gold pineapple and Haleakala Rum, it wasn’t bad. And the little umbrella cheered me up.

Slicing pork for the luau. Photo: Marla Aufmuth

I’ve never been to a luau before, but I knew it involved pork. Many of the restaurants in Hawaii served “kalua” pork, which traditionally is a whole pig, slow roasted in an underground pit. Lo and behold, I rounded a corner and there was a whole pig--a huge one, with crispy skin, tender flesh, and a little bowl of pineapple chutney next to it. The buffet was Pacific Rim, with curried macaroni salad (which is a staple at plate shops in Hawaii), fried jasmine rice with pineapple, coconut and a bit of SPAM, and lemongrass-fennel crusted basa with yuzu cream. They also had touches of their traditional Chinese menu, like pork buns, spring rolls, and snap pea and oyster mushroom dumplings. I looked around at the tables full of diners—families, young couples, groups of friends, all wearing leis, sipping drinks garnished with pineapple and cherries and I wondered if they had honeymoons in Hawaii, had vacationed in Tahiti, done a tour of duty in the South Pacific, or just wanted to try something new.

Pacific Rim buffet at the luau. Photo: Marla Aufmuth

A traditional South Pacific band started playing and beautiful hula dancers, hips in harmony, hands and arms swaying a melody, elevated the festive atmosphere. I started to appreciate this experience for what it was, not just try to recapture Hawaii. After all, San Francisco is a Pacific Rim, multicultural city. It’s a place of natural beauty, amazing food, and even a Tonga Room. I was sitting with friends who were talking about the next trip they wanted to take to the islands. But they claimed that they wouldn’t move back. Everyone agreed. Hawaii is a wonderful vacation, but we love living here.

Dancers and band at the Tonga Room. Photo: Marla Aufmuth

The next luau at The Tonga Room & Hurricane Bar is scheduled for October 31. The cost for this one was $55 per person with Happy Hour cocktail prices from 6:00pm to 9:00pm.

The Fairmont Hotel's Tonga Room & Hurricane Bar
Address: Map
950 Mason Street
San Francisco, CA 94108
Phone: (415) 772-5278
Hours:
Wed - Thu: 5pm-11:30pm
Fri - Sat: 5pm-12:30am
Sun: 5pm-11:30pm
Facebook: Tonga Room and Hurricane Bar
Twitter: @TongaRoom

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