David Mandich
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| Damiana - Love potion of the Aztecs. One shot and this Old Gringo was in trouble
Article by David Mandich - December 17, 2003 If I were an ancient Aztec juiced up on Damiana, I could go happily to the altar to have my heart ripped out. Or better yet, Mambo the night away wearing nothing but feathers at the village fertility orgy. The Damiana plant is a small shrub with smooth, green oval leaves and little aromatic yellow flowers that grows in many parts of Mexico, Central America and most abundantly in Baja California del Sur. For over a century is has been gathered by locals from Todos Santos to La Paz where it has been bundled, bagged and shipped throughout the world for use as an herbal tea, medicine or distilled into a magical liquor. Its use, dates back to the time of the ancients. True confession: Once upon a time (between marriages) this old Gringo hitched a ride with two twenty-something year old La Paz senoritas to visit Todos Santos (fifty miles west on the Pacific side of Baja). After a day of visiting the galleries, and enjoying a beautiful sunset at the beach, we stopped at a little roadside stand, which offered locally made candies, beer, soft drinks, beer, snacks, more beer, and something unknown to me, a local liquor called Damiana. It came in a recycled green half liter bottle, crudely corked, with a burlap cloth cover on its bottleneck and a brown wrapping paper label. Baja class. The counter boy who, incidentally was deaf, offered me a sample. I would soon find out his handicap didnt slow him down a bit. For he noted right away I had my hands full with two Chikititas over twenty years my junior. And he was going to help me out with my problema. He entertained the three of us with gestures and sexual motions indicating the aphrodisiacal potential of Damiana all the while whistling what sounded like bird calls. My young lady companions were quite amused by it all. I was not. Something was happening here. After downing a couple of shots (the ladies demurred), one Senorita handed me a note the lad had written in Spanish asking for her telephone number. What was the poor mute going to do I flustered, Call you up and make bird calls over the phone? Time to hit the road I thought, darkness was coming. High time for the range cattle to play Cow Tag or Hide and Seek with the cars on the highway. It was soon after we had passed the nights first victims three burros and a Trans Am, all smashed up and looking very dead by the roadside, that I started feeling the effects of the Damiana. First my temperature started to rise. I started to sweat a little, then (seated in the middle) I moved my right arm around the shoulders of the senorita on my right. So far, so good thought I Then I moved my left arm up and around the shoulders of the senorita driving. She didnt resist Good sign I thought. I proceeded to massage the necks of both of them at the same time (What was I thinking? I honestly dont know) Then all of a sudden they screamed, both having simultaneously an Aha! experience upon discovering my game. Its the Damiana Not me! I howled, embarrassed and fearing they must have thought I was some kind of latent polygamist from Utah. Then they teased me about how everyone in Mexico (except Gringos) knows that Damiana stimulates ones sexual appetite. Used as an herbal tea or medicine, Damiana is also reputed to cure or relieve symptoms of anxiety, depression, asthma, poor circulation, cold/flu, fatigue and sexual frigidity. (Is this where I fit in?) Well, the Aztecs determined that high doses would induce euphoria and loss of balance (Keeps em in line during the Aztec god Chacmools heart removal fiestas). American doctors in 1919 noted that during the frontier days, Women of loose morals and midwives used it as a remedy. Nowadays, one finds it as a basis for many herbal alternatives to Viagra, as well as a wonderful drinking liquor, and a delicious tea. Damiana served as tea or as a liquor, exhibits a fresh botanical desert fragrance, unique and truly reflective of Baja. More succinctly put, it tastes and smells like the desert and you can get drunk and horny on it. Its truly a treasure of Mexico, like Tequila, great beer, beautiful beaches and forgiving senoritas. Article by David Mandich - December 17, 2003 |
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