{"id":1213,"date":"2012-01-03T22:20:39","date_gmt":"2012-01-04T03:20:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/?p=1213"},"modified":"2020-02-17T13:39:25","modified_gmt":"2020-02-17T18:39:25","slug":"zaca-recovery-patch-best-hangover-cure-ever","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/zaca-recovery-patch-best-hangover-cure-ever\/","title":{"rendered":"Zaca Recovery Patch – Best Hangover Cure Ever"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
\"Zaca<\/figure><\/div>\n\n\n\n

If beer is proof God loves us and wants us to be happy, then the Zaca Recovery Patch is proof he doesn\u2019t want us to be hungover in church.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Full Disclosure:<\/strong> The folks over at ZacaLife.com<\/a> did not send these to me. Nope. I got a free sample when I got my Freedom Flask in the mail (More on the Freedom Flask later). The patches worked so well I ordered more\u2013 just to make sure it wasn\u2019t a fluke.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Now if you\u2019ve been a regular reader of The Drunk Pirate then you know Nate and I have tried our fair share of lotions, potions, pills, and home-grown hangover cures. Most commercial hangover remedies are souped-up vitamins. They don’t work because of basic biology. If you replace depleted vitamins in your body while drinking plenty of water in a given period of time you will start feeling less like a dump truck full of garbage and more like your old self \u2013 Unless of course, you feel like a dump truck of garbage on a normal day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That being said, Zaca Recovery Patch is the first and only hangover cure I have tested that actually works. Period.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

My First Experience with the Zaca Recovery Patch<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

I first tried the Zaca patch during a Memorial Day Weekend camping trip. The instructions are pretty simple: \u201cPlace the patch on your skin before you begin drinking and leave on for 24 hours.\u201d Now, ladies, you can get away with the option of putting it on your bikini area so it isn\u2019t seen. DO NOT PUT IT ON OR NEAR YOUR PUBES. THE GLUE THEY USE IS RIDICULOUS.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Being a guy, I chose the manly option of slapping it on my shoulder and calling it good. This was a problem. No less than five people (drunk shirtless rednecks) came up to me and said something to the effect of, \u201cHey man, how’s the patch workin’ for ya?” The first time it happened, I gave the guy a confused look. I said, \u201cDon\u2019t know, haven\u2019t gotten drunk enough to see.\u201d To which I got an equally confused look. And then the reply, \u201cWhat\u2019s drinking got to do with a nicotine patch?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Wearing this thing on my arm while shirtless and drinking Natty Light out of a can had taken me to white-trash-trying-to-quit-smoking-level-10. The next day I would just wear it on my left ass cheek. Wearing it on my bikini line just wasn’t an option.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We floated down the river, drank, ate, drank, played beer pong<\/a> until 4 am, and finally fell asleep right before dawn to Adele\u2019s \u201cRolling in the Deep\u201d playing on repeat in some distant truck stereo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

About 4 hours later my eyes opened. I lay still, assessing my overall feeling of feeling like shit. Other than feeling a little tired and sunburned, I felt pretty damn good. As soon as I came to the conclusion that I had, in fact, drank for 16 straight hours and gotten 4 hours of sleep in a tent and felt completely normal, I sat up to check on my buddy Dave.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Dave resembled what someone in a concentration camp would look like if the camp were filled with spikey hair people who wore bathing suits. He did NOT have a Zaca Recovery Patch on. I had to leave a few hours later and went home, mowed my yard and started drinking again. I would later find out that Dave would have to call his wife to get him because of the severity of his hangover.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

At the end of 24 hours, I put on another patch and got the same results the next morning. Granted I didn\u2019t drink the same extent, but I got the same results nonetheless.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The Real Test \u2013 5 Days In New Orleans<\/h2>\n\n\n\n

After it\u2019s strong showing at the Memorial Weekend camp out, I decided to throw the kitchen sink at both myself and Zaca. Five days in New Orleans<\/p>\n\n\n\n

If you\u2019ve never been to New Orleans before, let me sum it up for you:<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s a thoroughfare of bars and Jazz clubs competing for your patronage. Three-for-one drink specials, all-day happy hours, no cutoff time and jazz music blaring from every alley and dilapidated, voodoo-esque doorway. And everyone stays hammered. All day and night.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The first night we scored some tickets to the House of Blues and saw quite possibly the best concert ever. A Prince cover band called \u201c1999\u201d. I alternated between locally brewed Abita Turbodog and Smirnoff with Redbull. I was drinking like I didn\u2019t have shit to do the next day. The truth was I needed to be at the convention center at 8 am to talk to doctors, nurses and vendors until 6 pm with no break.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

This would be the true test of the little 2-inch miracle patch I was wearing on my arm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The next morning I slowly opened my eyes fully expecting to feel like I had been repeatedly jackhammered by Bill Goldberg.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nothing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

The only thing I felt was a voracious hunger pang in my stomach. As I lay there, my wife woke up and asked me how I felt. \u201cFanfuckingtastic\u201d I replied. To which she replied with a look of utter disbelief, \u201cHow?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I hadn\u2019t told her about the patch yet. Once I filled her in she demanded one and promptly put it on.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Over a breakfast of fried catfish and grits \u2013 Yes, catfish and grits for breakfast\u2026with wasabi sauce. That\u2019s how good I felt \u2013 I told my boss and his wife about my new best friend, the Zaca Recovery Patch. Over the next 4 days, each morning, I gave everyone their Zaca Recovery Patch for the day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

We drank like it was our job for those next four days. No one was ever hungover. Ever.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sometime later I would put Zaca Recovery Patch through the gauntlet during a 4-day stint in Vegas. Same results.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Kids, I get nothing from the folks at Zaca for telling you to buy this product<\/a>. If there\u2019s something on the market that works better, I haven\u2019t seen it.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

If beer is proof God loves us and wants us to be happy, then the Zaca Recovery Patch is proof he doesn\u2019t want us to be hungover in church. Full Disclosure: The folks over at ZacaLife.com did not send these to me. Nope. I got a free sample when I got my Freedom Flask in […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":1404,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_genesis_hide_title":false,"_genesis_hide_breadcrumbs":false,"_genesis_hide_singular_image":false,"_genesis_hide_footer_widgets":false,"_genesis_custom_body_class":"","_genesis_custom_post_class":"","_genesis_layout":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[70,14],"tags":[41,119],"featured_image_src":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/6632201717_396efffb13_z.jpg","featured_image_src_square":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/6632201717_396efffb13_z.jpg","author_info":{"display_name":"James","author_link":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/author\/james\/"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1213"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1213"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1213\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1404"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1213"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1213"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.thedrunkpirate.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1213"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}