The photos doesn’t do it justice, but these are served at FIREFLY in Las Vegas. Whenever I’m in town I go here multiple times and eat these things like I’m a bear loading up for hibernation.
Date stuffed with an almond, wrapped in bacon, wine reduction sauce, gorgonzola cheese on top . . .
When I was a college student (circa 1994) it was pretty much a fact that every single person that worked at the pizza places were stoners, especially the delivery dudes. They were ALWAYS high and you could even just offer them a joint or a few bong rips if you didn’t have money for a proper tip. We also had a really cool underground trading network amongst all the food places (I worked at Hibachi which made primarily chick and beef teriyaki bowls) whereby we’d call each other up and trade goods – “Okay, we’ll give you three beef bowls, 2 chicken, and a vegi sukiyaki, and you give us some cheesey bread, a large pepperoni and a large Hawaiian pizza”. Good times.