For many people, food is the only thing that brings them pleasure. That faction of human beings includes me. While I'm eating lunch, I'm thinking about what's for dinner. I spend hours walking through supermarket aisles, definitely not under the influence of a smokeable plant, dreaming about the meals I can make with all the beautiful and fresh ingredients. Sadly, inflation has drastically changed my grocery-buying abilities. Come on, people. Blueberries should not cost $9.99. The sheer cost of…