In the very definition of “killing two birds with one stone” a carry-out pizza place specializing in hand-made pies opened up right next to the dispensary.
The man who runs the place is not a great cook, who makes the best pizza dough I’ve ever had, but he is also a genius.
They say that the secret to success is “location, location, location!” This man made a very smart move and picked the most valuable location he could find – a place that was ground zero for every pothead within twenty miles. Few things go better with cannabis than pizza, so there is a built in market on hand. Here is the genius part – even if you weren’t craving pizza when you get to the cannabis dispensary, once you smell it in the air, you instantly get the munchies. The cannabis employees are given all the free pizza they want, because it makes the whole dispensary smell like delicious pizza! It almost seems predatory, because these people are taking advantage of us! Due to the consumption of massive amounts of cannabis and CBD we are helpless to resist the smell of the pizza. I have put on eight pounds in the last two months, thanks entirely to cannabis-fueled pizza binges. Part of me hopes that the pizza place goes out of business, just to spare my waistline, otherwise I will have to start frequenting another cannabis dispensary. Even when I feel that I am sick of pizza, once I get a head full of cannabis, my stomach starts rumbling for it.