One of my favorite summer memories as a kid was when my church threw a huge luau for the community. It was pretty hardcore; we had authentic Hawaiian hula dancers and fire dancers, roasted a pig in the ground and learned how to make and swing poi balls. Some of the younger girls (ahem, including me) even led a pig processional in grass skirts and leis… of which I may or may not have pictures (of which I will NOT be sharing).