Worst: Overcooked

As someone who zones in when stoned gaming (I actually enjoy playing Overwatch comp zooted), I thought Overcooked would be another game for my elevated arsenal. It is very much not that. In fact, it’s a nightmare when stoned.

Overcooked is one of the few solid couch co-op games on modern consoles, so it’s something I regularly trot out when I have friends over who are interested in games but aren’t gamers per se. It’s a favorite of one of my besties, who will come over, microdose mushrooms, and become an absolute menace in the kitchen.

I, however, struggle to be an effective line cook during our play sessions, and get easily stressed out as the game ramps up the chaos and stakes. I repeatedly send out orders missing key ingredients (“girl, that was just a bun”), leave food on the burner for too long and cause fires to break out, put prepped ingredients in the trash instead of on the counter, and just generally fuck everything up. I’m so bad, my friend will parrot anti-drug sayings at me while I struggle: “This is why you can’t hire stoners!”