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Paradise Found
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On the Shores of Rangitoto
At the edge of the trades, where the winds blow foul, broods the isle of Rangitoto. Even those hard souls — the smuggler, the slaver and the pirate — cross themselves when saying its cursed name.
Enter If You DareHistory · Rumor · Lies
Maybe after a mug of rum, some confess to having seen those black shores, and wish not to see them again. Why, you may ask? They may say, the tides suck ships to cold embrace off those jagged cliffs, or that the volcano stinks of death and sulfur.
After another mug of rum, they may tell you of the jungle with its twisted hangman vines, or those that disappeared — screaming or silent — but gone just the same. Or tell you of those that would tame that jungle to grow sugar cane, their empty ships sunk offshore.
On the third mug, they'll admit neither cliff nor jungle that feeds their night terrors, but the Kaitangata — the cannibal cult who eat not just the flesh, but the souls and by such dark rites, walk the night between life and death, hungry for the meat of the lost.
But this is not where Rangitoto moutere began; for that, one must go further back...
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Potions · Poisons · Head-Shrinkers
The Kaitangata of Rangitoto Island regarded many of their tinctures a secret between themselves and the gods. Only through exhaustive research, along with trial and error, were Lord Baltimore's men able to discover but a simple few.
Our signature cocktail — a wedding unity drink, two souls poured into one glass. The original recipe is known. The current recipe remains a mystery, much like the Kaitangata tribe.
Garnished with an eyeball of lychee and blueberry.
There are no bulls on this small, volcanic island, but there is nothing like running from a lava flow to make one feel alive.
Garnish with a singed pineapple frond.*
*Singe wisely.
A lost sailor, washed up on shore, mixed the last of his rum with a shaman's potion. Was he driven mad? Only one way to find out.
Shaken, strained into coupe. Poisonous mint garnish.
A refinement of the famous Saturn. A completely galactic experience. Not a blended drink.
Double-strained into chilled coupe. Rings optional, but classy.
The Hands Behind the Myth
Proprietress, Mixologist & Decor
Boo Loo Brenda
Lighting & Sorcery
Krakatoa G.
Master Builder
Ignacio "Notch" Gonzales
Wedding Cocktail
Joby Bednar
Volcano Sequencing
Falcon Pi Player
Daniel Kulp