Well, it was around 3 a.m. on Monday morning and my belly was a growling like an ol' grizzly bear. I remembered there was some left over pork roast in the frig and I set off to make a big pan of pork fried rice. It was ready about 4 a.m. and my wife was up and preparing to go to work. She's a baker. She has a big plate of pork fried rice and heads off to bake. After she left, I took a shower and returned to the kitchen. There was another dirty plate with some pork fried rice remnants. My daughter had awakened and had come down and ate a plate of food and gone back to sleep. I ate two plates of the pork fried rice.
Moral of story: A family that smokes pot together can eat almost anything, anytime of the day or night and still live in harmony.
Moral of story: A family that smokes pot together can eat almost anything, anytime of the day or night and still live in harmony.