"It’s the Hawaiian restaurant of your dreams. Inside a former Taco Time on Sixth Avenue, this family restaurant-slash-tiki bar feels like it was preserved in amber in about 1961. (It actually opened in 2014.) The campy rattan hut-booths, all decorated with carved masks and potted palms, are fun for dinner, but the real party is in the secret bar in the back, where cocktails come loaded with tropical fruit, orchids, and tons of rum. Don’t miss the short rib combo, the various mocos and musubis — including a Spam katsu musubi — or anything that comes with mac salad (like the bacon cheeseburger, heh). Top it all off with a Dole whip because you gotta." - Meg van Huygen, Sue Kidd