“By the 30-minute mark I was fully ensconced in a cocoon of joy.”

My wife was dressed up as a slutty anthropologist, and our neighbors had transformed themselves into Mr. and Mrs. Frankenstein. It was a tour de force of good natured paganism. After an hour or so of waiting around for Trick or Treaters to arrive, we all came to the conclusion that it wasn’t going to happen. Out of frustration, I popped in another gummy because I figured if we weren’t going to hand out candy, I may as well trick or treat my own self. In fact, the whole gang of us had taken edibles of varying degrees, and what started off as a lame stare-off between ghouls turned into a free flowing and fun hangout with friends on the patio.

The wife and I informed the neighbors (who were new to the complex) that trick or treaters don’t generally come around here, and that they may have gone through all the trouble of decorating a blood spattered path to their door for nothing. They replied that the fun is in the decorating, and I thought that was a very good point. In that spirit, we gathered around the fire pit and traded stores well into the night.

“I was feeling this buzz course through my limbs and settle around my neck like one of those pillows you use on transatlantic flights. ”

At 20 total milligrams from two gummies, I was feeling this buzz course through my limbs and settle around my neck like one of those pillows you use on transatlantic flights. For stargazing and losing yourself in the moment, this is a nice choice. It is also surprisingly sociable and happiness inducing. At around 11pm we heard a knock on the gate, and we all instantly sprung to our feet thinking it was a trick-or-treater. It was in fact our other neighbor friend who wanted to know if we had any luck. We showed him our buckets of untouched candy, to which he replied he would gladly eat. We all agreed that was a very good joke and let him join our gathering, even though he was not dressed up. Being sufficiently high, as it turns out, allows you to bend the rules for pals.

This Sour Peach Gummy from District Edibles was the sort of indica high that is ripe for relaxing with friends, telling stories, sharing laughs and as it turns out, eating a lot of candy. Thankfully, I kept the THC laced confectionaries separate from the CVS purchased ones. That would have made for a fright-filled night indeed, had I mixed those two up. Coming down from this high was also seamless. By the time we headed back inside, I was able to float towards my bed and pass out with no trouble. Let it be said that as a sleep aid, you can do worse than these gummies.

I could see myself reaching for the Puckering Peach again next time I want to enjoy a laid-back night with friends, or catch an outdoor concert or comedy show. There is a level of appreciativeness that lies within this high that makes it work nicely in an entertainment-like setting. For fans of peach and all things sour, this also gets high marks. And despite not receiving any Trick-or-Treaters, this edible high still had me perfectly poised for a night of chill thrills.