Mind if I have some of your tasty beverage?

Product on display in a coffee house in Amsterdam.

Photo from our correspondent in Amsterdam.

JULES
— okay now, tell me about the hash bars?

VINCENT
What do you want to know?

JULES
Well, hash is legal there, right?

VINCENT
Yeah, it’s legal, but it ain’t a hundred percent legal. I mean you can’t walk into a restaurant, roll a joint, and start puffin’ away. You’re only supposed to smoke in your home or certain designated places.

JULES
Those are hash bars?

VINCENT
Yeah, it breaks down like this: it’s legal to buy it, it’s legal to own it and, if you’re the proprietor of a hash bar, it’s legal to sell it. It’s legal to carry it, which doesn’t really matter ’cause — get a load of this — if the cops stop you, it’s illegal for them to search you. Searching you is a right that the cops in Amsterdam don’t have.

JULES
That did it, man — I’m fuckin’ goin’, that’s all there is to it.

VINCENT
You’ll dig it the most…

Pulp Fiction (1994)
Written & directed by Quentin Tarantino
Stories by Quentin Tarantino & Roger Roberts Avery

Note: Your humble editor does not (and has not) partaken of pharmaceuticals or herbals. But honestly, how could I pass this one up?

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