Instead of ordering a meal I got what is called the “tasting menu” which basically gives a little taste of every dish they make
Thanks to a bomb scare at the airport, all flights were grounded for at least 12 hours. It was a huge deal, you probably heard about it on the news. I had no desire to stand around the airport parking lot for the rest of the night so I hailed a cab and took a trip into the city. I had all night to kill, no flights were leaving before dawn. The cabbie didn’t speak much English, but knew enough to get me where I wanted to go. I knew that in this state recreational cannabis was legal, so I went to a dispensary. Much to my surprise, I found that this particular dispensary was attached to a high-end cannabis cafe. I had read about cannabis cafes before, but never encountered one in person. I asked if they had a table for one, and thanks to a recent cancellation, they did. Later I would find out that this cannabis cafe books reservations weeks in advance, so I was quite fortunate to be seated. I started with an appetizer of a cannabis and cabbage salad, which tasted a lot better than it sounds. Instead of ordering a meal I got what is called the “tasting menu” which basically gives a little taste of every dish they make. Since every dish they made was infused with cannabis and/or CBD oil, I was completely stoned by the time the desert course arrived. After consuming so much delicious cannabis I am not quite sure how I made it back to the airport, but somehow I did.