Way back in 2013 when Washington state first legalized recreational marijuana I decided it was high, pun intended, time I tried some cannabis edibles. I was living in Tacoma and for anyone who has visited or lived there, 6th Avenue is kind of the drag, or it was in 2013. I knew there were two dispensaries within a few blocks of each other and having just visited one early in the week for some flower, had heard of a Friday Happy Hour at Mary Mart Dispensary. The perfect opportunity to try out some cannabis edibles for free and as I had smoked all the bud I bought on Tuesday, stock up on more flower in one trip.
I was living 8 blocks away from 6th Avenue at the time and walking was my main form of exercise so I waited until a little before 5 and set out. I saw a neighbor on the way who wanted to join but she needed an hour or two to get some work done. Having no patience, which in retrospect was a terrible decision, I told her I was going solo. I arrived at the first marijuana dispensary, Emerald Leaves which I think was at one point a microbrewery, it was big cavernous and had a lot of concrete. Not super inviting visually but product wise they did not disappoint. I tried some delicious lemonade in a tiny little one ounce cup, still thirsty I tried some raspberry lemonade for good measure. I wandered aimlessly around the dispensary, spent an excessively long time looking at the cannabis edibles menu. I decided I wasn’t feeling much of anything and it had been about 20 minutes, time to push on. First I bought some sweet Obama Kush and a few prerolls from their mystery cannabis section and was headed to the next dispensary Mary Mart.
Now Mary Mart was only two blocks away and despite the name, was a cozy little dispensary with super happy and helpful budtenders. I think I was expecting a sterile vibe with a slightly convenience store look based solely on the name, not at all. It was a chill little place. Their happy hour offerings consisted of some phenomenal salted caramels and brownie bites. I ate one of each and took another caramel…for the road. I chatted with a budtender about the whole cannabis life, bought another gram of flower that was on special, took a free mini joint and decided I should start heading home.
As I began the now 10 block walk home it had been close to an hour since I had quickly downed the lemonades and about 20 minutes since the caramel and brownie bite consumption. 10 blocks though, for me that’s a short walk, all downhill. After two blocks, I noticed the texture of the sidewalk felt strangely different under my feet. I decided either the soles of my shoes or the sidewalk or some bizarre combination of the two must be made of marshmallows. Cool? Yes except for the walking part. 8 blocks left and walking was now something I had forgotten how to do correctly. I’m not sure who I looked to the casual observer but in my mind, I was living in marshmallow land and each step was more and more bouncy. To this day I’m surprised I didn’t get some air. Everything was technicolor and Washington, even most urban areas are already pretty green, now the grass, the flowers, were all technicolor. Amazing visuals and the feeling of euphoria was off the charts from my previous flower cannabis experiences. I made it home, not sure how long it took, could have been 15 minutes or twice that. I did not care!
Once I got inside my place, I hit the couch and fairly quickly began to feel a little too high. Looking back, I should have had this experience with my neighbor, it would have made the walk back even more entertaining and I definitely should have asked the budtenders questions about the cannabis edibles, how much THC was in each little lemonade, caramel, brownie bite. I was overly excited to try out literally every edible I could get my hands on and forgot to be a smart cannabis consumer. I believe I consumed about 80 mg total, which was way too much for me but made for a rollercoaster of a first edible experience and I’ll never look at a marshmellow the same way again.