The first thing that hits you in a good tiki bar isnt the rum-its the glow. Colored lights bouncing off bamboo, the low thrum of surf rock or exotica, the clink of crushed ice in a hurricane glass. Near Baltimore, tiki bars arent everywhere, but the ones y

The first thing you notice isnt the drink. Its the glow. Colored lights bouncing off bamboo and thatch, the clink of ice in a double old-fashioned, a low rumble of surf rock or vintage exotica riding just above the bar chatter. In Baltimore, tiki is less a