Right? When you grow, you really get an appreciation for what an amazing, and resilient plant it is.
I used to grow, but never smoked except to taste my harvest. My spouse smoked daily and heavily. I didn’t, but I LOVED coming home from work to my grow room. It was so therapeutic! Still is, but I miss my old HPS & MH lights.
“Chef At Home” was a stellar Canadian cooking show! It was on the Food network. He did another couple of shows, one online too. However, CAH was, IMHO the best of the best.
Very relaxed and educational.
It was Hosted by Chef Michael Smith from PEI.
I could cook well enough before watching him. I cook WAY better now, with thanks to him for teaching me how to THINK in the kitchen, and not just “do”.
Also, once and a while? I’d like to see an episode on ‘mistakes & failures’. We ALL have them, and watching an experienced chef “fuck it up” once and a while is inspiring in that it teaches you to learn, and move on from your fails. “If HE/SHE can fail, then I should not be discouraged!
Im just spitballing here, cause I’m pretty ignorant about this sort of thing, but I don’t think a guy like this flys around with his name on a “passenger list”. Unless he wants it to be known that he’s on a private plane.
Yes. But the greedy business venture folks thought all that prohibition-profit could be gathered with a butterfly net by legally now becoming the “dealers”.
If you read through the old white paper on the matter 5 or 6 years ago (?) put together byb the LPC. It stated that home cultivation should stay in to mitigate the government, or private industry from becoming the new “dealers”. They likened it to the home made wine industry.
This is how it was intended to roll out, more or less. Industry is just pissed because they can’t pull in $10-15 a gram on low- grade, or mids.
People want weed grown with care. It makes all the difference.
Also, they made it all about THC content. …it’s not about that. You can get seriously fucked up on 15% THC with good terpenes, and a short, dull high from 33% corporate junk.
For my kids?
It’s Oxy, or nothing!