Long before I’d heard the word “decarboxylation” I’d bought an old copy of “A child’s garden of grass” in the second hand book shop where my future missus worked. While there’s much to mock in retrospect (yes, the sex of the plant does matter), their advice about eating (“cook it”) has always worked for me, although TBH I’ve never done the control.
We used to put a gram (usually minus a couple of preliminary cones) through the herb grinder and gently dry fry it until one or two bits started to smoke, then dumped it into a mortar. Grind into a powder and add a tablespoon of warm honey and split between two. Awesome.
