When I feel about what number of milligrams of cannabis I've consumed on my quest for a superb-tasting edible, I imagine their little strings of THC DNA orbiting Earth at least two or thrice, flipping me the finger as they whiz by. I did not notice this would be such an enormous endeavor just a few years in the past when, as a food author focused on craft chocolate, I questioned if anybody was combining high quality cocoa beans with marijuana. Since then, I've sampled dozens upon dozens of products, each figuratively dashing my style buds' hopes towards a rock -- along with my few remaining brain cells. Because the reality is weed tastes bad. My Aunt Vickie enjoys the flavor because it reminds her of the wild '70s. I consider it as a startled skunk who has projected his dank oil by means of a screen of rotting greenery straight into your mouth. The truth is, as marijuana has been legalized in almost a dozen states, a complete business -- projected to be worth $4.1 billion by 2020 -- has popped up around edibles, with ridding them of these pungent seasonings a excessive precedence.
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