Perhaps it was the Lemon Tree strain of Cannabis from the California Bud Company seducing me at that very moment, with her hauntingly woodsy, citrus tinged aromatics, further scintillating inhalations, each one offering deep rips of iChing level intellectualism, the experience leaving a perfumed moment in your heart that is deeply mesmerizing. Each subsequent puff offering hints of cedar wood, dripping with raw honey and crushed fall leaves and more sweet and spicy citrus oil that coats your lips and tongue. Coming into view are scents of the very tips of young pine needles as you brush up against them. Their Douglas fir scented sticky oils, releasing their perfume all over your shoes and socks, while being gently crushed under foot. Yes that is what enticed me to share their deep success and their utter excellence, thank you all for making it so and placing those memories into my brain. It’s made my food journalism even more satisfying.
A rather fat hand rolled-cone stuffed with the California Bud Company strain named Cookies was just passed my way with a knowing smile. I knew at that very moment, encapsulated in that slowly burning cherry at the tip, was more than just mere enlightenment. Inside this perfectly crafted cone contained their namesake product, the most wonderful cannabis, hand-tended and sunshine grown. It was, quite simply; “Cultivated Happiness.” There was deep love and his company’s cannabis grower’s passion spilling out of the spiraling smoke. This experience was way more than just another perfect Cali-type moment in time. Buckets of bountiful California sunshine came spilling out of each hit of the joint and the timeless Beatles’ song, Blue Jay Way reverberated throughout my sun-drenched memory of the day. A curiously sweet aroma of freshly crushed California coastal grown herbs: rosemary, thyme and sage, enveloped our heads as we gazed out over that endless horizon, purple and red and yellow in color. Sometimes the sky looks like it is even on fire, it’s that kind of place. Los Angeles’ sprawl spilled out over hundreds of square miles under this well-traveled road.