Olympia Pizza & Spaghetti House III

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If booze makes you cocky, braggy, and self-assured, pot makes you curious, silent, and strangely in touch with the cosmos. Which is why—for some of us—liquor and dope are two great tastes that go great together, creating a state of mind in which you're supremely confident that the universe is one. On one condition: that you can drink in a place that's not too intense (i.e., dark, hidden, and with little requirement to socialize) and has plenty of cheese. That's what Olympia Pizza & Spaghetti House III is all about. The booths are like wombs. The servers are kind. The booze is strong. And most of all, the kitchen is pretty much a conveyor belt that delivers mozzarella to your face. (516 15th Ave E, 329-4500) DOMINIC HOLDEN

Fort St. George

You know what's better than eating chocolate popcorn at the Cinerama (see here) when you're baked? The spaghetti at Fort St. George!!! Why does a Japanese bar in the International District have 10 different varieties of spaghetti (served with a side of miso soup)? Because at some point, someone decided that JAPANESE VERSIONS OF AMERICAN FOODS—like hamburger steaks, casseroles, omelets, and cheesy-fries—WOULD BE DELICIOUS. They even claimed the spaghetti noodle, and the Fort, which bills itself as a "Western Style Japanese Pub," makes them in a bunch of crazy ways (such as "meat sauce with garlic mayonnaise" and "tarako and kimchee"). Try all 10. Located up a curvy flight of stairs on the second floor of a mini-mall, the Fort is not unlike that tree fort you had when you were a kid—you can hide up there from the masses that overcrowd just about every other nearby restaurant. (601 S King St, 382-0662) KELLY O

College Inn Pub

The slightly dark, always comfortable wood-and-carpet cavern of the College Inn Pub is a great place to fritter away a stoned hour or three. You can safely assume pretty much everyone else in the joint is stoned or has been/will be in the proximal 48 hours. They understand. They've got darts and pool tables if you're into that kind of thing, a menu designed for snacking (house chilies, a surprisingly light and refreshing burrito, nachos with lots of stuff that somehow avoid gloppiness), and a beer selection eclectic enough to make winos crave a pint. The place is convivial in a youthfully dignified, non-meathead way (usually), and its scarred wood booths with an island of light suspended over each table are perfect for a few friends or solo reading. (4006 University Way NE, 634-2307) BRENDAN KILEY

Nacho Borracho

Black wall on one side, brick wall on the other, papel picado strung back and forth between them. Piñatas. Cacti. Booths with high wooden backs with boobs and balls already carved into them (at least the booth I was sitting in). That bar back is in that punk band where he takes off his shirt and screams. That customer over there is in that performance-art collective. The menu includes nachos and tater-tot nachos, and Sunday brunch includes something called "beer battered slice of pizza." In other words, yes, of course you're welcome to be stoned here, and might I just recommend an avocado margarita to go with whatever you decide to eat? The avocado margaritas are on tap, and they're a creamy delight, with a lime squeezed on top that makes them so tart that their tartness burns a hole through the nacho pile you've accumulated in your stomach. The recipe comes from Portland mixologist genius Jeffrey Morgenthaler: a bright-green frozen drink to go with all that green stuff in your lungs. (209 Broadway E, 466-2434) CHRISTOPHER FRIZZELLE

Conveyor Belt Sushi

Interacting with other humans after ingesting marijuana can be daunting. Even a waiter—a person who is there solely to bring you whatever you want to eat—can be intimidating, especially when deciding exactly what you want to eat might be difficult. One solution is conveyor-belt sushi. The sushi goes right by you, and you just grab it! It's a modern miracle, and while you're not going to get the best fish, and it is definitely not sustainable (for guilt-reduction, use the Monterey Bay Aquarium's Seafood Watch app), it is cheap. Some people love Marinepolis Sushi Land on Lower Queen Anne, but nearby Ten Sushi is better. Genki Sushi on Broadway is extra cheap, if you're high and broke. Sushi Maru, in Bellevue and at Northgate, gets decent reviews, but if you're going to Northgate, try Tengu Sushi—it's right by the Thornton Place movie theater, which has extremely comfortable seats. BETHANY JEAN CLEMENT

Ezell's Chicken

Oprah is no stranger to marijuana. Oprah has been known to have Ezell's fried chicken FedExed from Seattle directly to her mouth. Coincidence? Fried chicken offers the high person an unparalleled sensory experience: the crispy-salty-golden-brown coating, the lining of fatty skin just beneath, the juicy-hot-nourishing flesh. And Ezell's fried chicken is among the very best. But wait! Take a hunk of Ezell's chicken, embed it in one of Ezell's heavenly rolls, and dip it in Ezell's chicken gravy. A friend who is definitely no stranger to marijuana told me about this innovation in Ezell's-eating recently with the seriousness of someone who's discovered something very important in life. Go and try it. Someone tell Oprah! (Ezell's has nine Seattle-area locations, find the one nearest your face at ezellschicken.com) BETHANY JEAN CLEMENT

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Jade Garden

Dim sum is the ideal stoner breakfast. First, four facts about marijuana: (1) Stoners enjoy getting high on weekend mornings, (2) pot munchies take about half an hour to really kick in, (3) when they do kick in, the hunger attacks you like a panther that won't let go till you've eaten one-third of your body weight, and (4) you don't want to really talk to people in this state. Now, four facts about dim sum: (1) The best dim sum in town is served at Jade Garden on weekend mornings, (2) because their dim sum is so delicious, you must wait for about 30 minutes after putting your name on the list before your table is ready, (3) immediately upon being seated, a procession of carts bearing steamed, baked, seared, and roasted wonders begins parading by your table until you can eat no more, (4) you don't need to speak a word, just point. You do the math. (424 Seventh Ave S, 622-8181) DOMINIC HOLDEN recommended

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