Last week Curtis, the ultimate weed snob, was in town from Boulder. He had just finished skiing and was jamming out at a concert when a joint was passed his way. First, he smelled it, using two fingers to waft a little of the smell into his nose. He asked if it was a pure […]

I have not always been too fond of the title budtender, but I always refer to myself as one. I think the person who specializes in all things cannabis, specifically pairing the right strain with the right person ought to have a stronger title. Cannacierge maybe? Budtender feels like an obvious choice, like it was […]