ROTHENBURGER: A cannabis lounge may be coming to your neighbourhood
AS I STEPPED OUT of my vehicle in a parking lot the other day, the unmistakable stench of marijuana hit me. It originated, apparently, with a couple of guys making their way across the lot.
They seemed in good spirits.
When I was in my 20s, I thought the smell of burning marijuana was the best smell in the world. Now, it’s an offensive reek. I must say, though, that concerns about marijuana smoke wafting everywhere haven’t born out since cannabis was legalized three and a half years ago.