It is amazing, and my grandma was not real pleased that I was high, but loved I ate the food. Funny enough she was an actual student of Freuds in Vienna and when the Cocaine years came she did not mind we did a line before going out, "Just dont smoke any of that marijana in here!" Grandmas are great! Even if you were so stoned you could not get out to eat the best cooking anyone can find, Granny would still love you. Their limited experience brings them to the equivalent of being too drunk you understand. Replace being too drunk with too stoned and you have some bad feelings. Plus, too drunk you would NOT be able to get to Grannies. I dont care how stoned I am, when I want to go somewhere, I may not remember just how I got there, but there I am. I know if I am too drunk, I am on my back. Maybe then the logic works?