We were guests of a lovely woman last night for her annual Kahiki party in her AMAZING backyard. Seredipity reigned supreme: my husband works with the daughter of our hostess; and our next door neighbor knows her through the Fraternity of the Moai, of which he is the Grand and Exalted Pooba. We regret that we didn't bring our bathing suits as the pool was wonderful. The owners parrots were dancing in their cages to the sounds of Tiny Bubbles, sung by an enchanting strolling musician and his Hawaian guitar. The yard is a little bit-o-Polynesia and our evening was enchanted.