Everything is just the worst.

The charming way social media ruins friendships and undermines democracies. The insanity of how much college tuition costs, exceeded only by how little degrees are worth. The polar bears are homeless and the honeybees can’t take it anymore. The cruel irony of both hating your job and being bad at it.

Tiki was born for times like these.

Mai Tai. Zombie. Floridita. Hurricane. Each drink an escape to the islands. An everyday escape for the landlocked lush. The very same recipes made famous at haunts like Trader Vic’s and Don the Beachcomber’s more than half a century ago.

Sadly, tiki vibes don’t come easy.

Complex recipes require time and expertise to do right, calling for elaborate ingredients and PhD-level mixology skills. And they don’t exactly travel well — as much as you’d like to lug your mini bar and ceramic mugs to the beach, to another forgettable family reunion, or to your third cousin twice removed’s fourth wedding.

Enter Tikican.

Iconic rum cocktails, crafted and canned for wherever you are, anywhere you’d rather be, and — let’s face it — all the places you’ll never go.

Practical package

When you want a good drink on the go you shouldn’t have to settle for swill. And let’s be honest, most portable bevvies barely pass for potable. Brimming with good spirits and good for the planet — Tikican is packable, unshatterable, and recyclable. Readymade for any reason or, ideally, no reason at all.

Uncommon escape

Tikican serves up more than just cocktails: We sell timeshares in your happy place. Shining beacons of booze in an otherwise dark and stormy world. Living proof that the tiki gods love us and want us to be happy. Shake the mundane for a minute as you raise a glass and your middle finger to the banalities of daily life.

Premium quality

These aren’t seltzer sellouts, pre-made mixers or malt-based imposters. This is the genuine article, born of an open marriage between modern craft and tiki tradition. Each recipe tested, retested, then tested again because they’re really freaking delicious. Don’t thank us. Our livers are the real heroes here.