Mother of all Mezcals
This is a story that happened in the colourful streets of grafiteed Oaxaca a Mexican tourist haven .
We spent three days in this lovely place with picture postcard Spanish houses ,crimson horizons a delight to any photographer and exotic food which belched out any decent foodie .
Well to leave out Mezcal ,in anything on Oaxaca is criminal under IPC ie International Penal Code
Mind you .
When thousands of years back yelping Aztec warriors climbing down from thier Pyramids gathered thier spiny cactuses and buried them in pits to make them steamy hot and fermented into liquid gold their magical potion of Mezcal which they would gulp like fire itself before they yooped their war cries to ride their galloping wonders hair strewn ready to battle .
But imagine what if the same liquid was gulped by a plumpy spectactacled senior citizen with no wars to fight but with his beevi !
Well he will buy one bottle for amchi ghar .
Which is exactly what we did luckily in the Beneve Mescal companys outlet .
Having travelled so much both of us forgot that liquids above 100 ml even if it was thier own soma rasam is never allowed in a carry bag .
Something made us think we can convert it into a check in bag and all will be fine .
But enquiries before leaving to airport told us that would be as costly as four bottles we had bought .
Not to fail but try options in dead ends is the duty of any self respecting mescal guzzling general .
So I tried several options .
Called the shop who said ....no no we cant return the purchase .
Talked to a taxi driver in pidgin Spanish of how we would grant him a bottle of Mezcal three times his fare to barter us to the airport
He said a bored NO .
Resigning ourselves to destiny we reached the airport and they repeated same things .
Wife was looking at me strangely .
Why dont you just drink it off instead of wasting it !!!!
Typical of an Indian housewife used to eat leftovers .
But this wasnt yesterdays Biriyani this was 49 % alcohol by volume and if I even take a part of bottle I would need a stretcher but by then I may drive the plane to Mexico city myself .
The only option was to call out if anyone wanted to buy Mezcal
The cops would lock me up in a Mexican prison for 100 years .
Suddenly wife spotted a Beneve Mescal outlet in Airport meant for those arriving to buy it .
We went told the lady our sob story of how we bought a bottle of her brand and now coudlnt take it home !!
Would you buy it back for half price please ?
She said I will do better.
You give bottle to me .
I will scan bill and give you a note and you collect a new bottle in duty free outlet of our shop which was after security so legally we can take things bought sealed there in cabin bag !!
Zo simble .
And thats how it happened .
Almost an anti climax to the mother of all Mezcals story .
Incidentally Mezcal was father of Tequila .
In Malayalam that is
Tequileda Thandha 😉