At the end of spicy supper at an Indian restaurant we were given little zip-lock bags with very tiny, very brilliant seeds inside them. My brothers and I had not encountered these before and were somewhat at loss.
“Are we supposed to eat them, or plant them in our garden?” “I don’t know. But, you sure don’t want to get pulled over by a policeman with these in your car.”
(Everyone tries some)
“Hmm. Like licking a 2x4.” “Like licking a _treated_ 2x4.”
They were good, but very, very different.