I’ve heard feedback from several readers of Bill’s Bud Blog that I need to review more edibles. These products usually don’t do anything for me, so I often spend my money elsewhere.
However, while at Nectar in Euclid I noticed they had a bunch of months-old edibles priced at 50% off. I had never seen Lake Effect Lemonade before, so I thought I’d give it a try.
This THC-infused lemonade powder was manufactured by Lighthouse Sciences. On the package it doesn’t say anything about the THC being nanoemulsified, but it has a logo that says “Powered by TiME INFUSION”.
The TiME INFUSION website says “Traditional edibles have problems, and “nano” is not the answer. We’ve defined the fast-acting and premium effects category with effective, great tasting, and scalable solutions for manufacturers and brands.” Apparently they sell products to cannabis processers that allow raw flower, distillate, and concentrates to be converted into edible form.
I grabbed an empty bottle. I added eight ounces of premium reverse-osmosis water and used the provided spoon to shovel four scoops of powder into my bottle. I shook the bottle until the mix had fully dissolved.
The lemonade tasted pretty good. It had a light sweetness to it and wasn’t overly sugary. I detected absolutely zero weed flavor.
An hour after consumption I felt no medical effects. Two hours later I realized that the lemonade didn’t work for me.
A few days later I took a double dose with 16 ounces of water and eight scoops of lemonade mix. I didn’t feel any effects.
Although this experiment was a bust, I learned that nanoemulsification is not the only way to infuse THC into liquid. I also gained some insight into one of the reasons why edibles might not work well for me. The THC in this powder mix was extracted using butane. When I eat edibles made with distillate I don’t get much effect, but I did feel something from those Kiva Terra Milk Chocolate bites made with ice hash.
It seems as if distillate doesn’t work well for me in edible form. However, the ice hash combined with the cocoa butter in the Kiva chocolates seemed to be more medically effective. Everyone’s body is different in terms of how they’ll react to cannabis in its various preparations.
I gave the Lake Effect Lemonade Mix a 5 for taste, 2 for harshness, 0 for strength, 4 for smell strength (the powder smelled like lemonade) and 0 minutes for length of medical effects.
Tracklist: 1. Dab Land 2. Weed, Myself and High 3. Consume the Fume 4. 7:10 PM 5. Cleveland Grown
DAB LAND
Welcome to the dab land. Time to do a dab, man. Got a glass pencil dabber in your hand. Scoop a glob, grab a swab, do a damn good job.
Welcome to the dab land. Time to do a dab, man. Got a TI dabber in your hand. Scoop a glob, grab a swab, do a damn good job.
Ready to blaze? I’ve been ready for days. I’ve been feelin’ good, hittin’ all my parlays. So I got cash to buy hash. I dash to my rig after acquiring the product post-blast.
Got a Highly Educated TI dabber. I dissolve the glob, then feel real dapper. Much laughter emanates from the hash bar. When it comes to prohibition? Rock the casbah.
Scoop a mad wad. Dissolve the glob. I got your back, got a dabber on my key fob. Every time I see pot, I wanna squash those damn nugs to a rosin wad.
Heat up my nail to a real low temp. Do a half gram dab? Well, that’s no sweat. You bet I let my rigs bubble n’ chug. My joint fits real snug.
Got a spinner cap with some terp pearls. Distributes the heat, makes the air swirl. Every time I dab makes my hair curl. When I reach the pad, I ask “Where’s Errl?”
I say “Marco?” Errl says “Polo.” I will spark a massive bowl-o with a glob of wax on top. I consume lots of hash and pot.
I separate the wheat from the chaff. I trash bad weed and keep good grass. So grab yourself a new hat pin. Put a dabber in your hand, let’s start samplin’.
Welcome to the dab land. Time to do a dab, man. Got a glass pencil dabber in your hand. Scoop a glob, grab a swab, do a damn good job.
Welcome to the dab land. Time to do a dab, man. Got a TI dabber in your hand. Scoop a glob, grab a swab, do a damn good job.
WEED, MYSELF AND HIGH
Weed, myself and high. Blow smoke into the sky. Go big daily, use a glass screen to keep bong water nice.
It will stay clear as ice. Not blackened with the remnants of your vice. Like my fingertips. Like my hashy lips.
Like the bowl of the slide. Let it glide through the downstem. Pound them pipes like prohibition was denied. At that moment I will be alive! Blowin’ smoke into the sky with tears of joy. Yes, a happy cry.
I’m a sappy guy when you let your harvest dry and you find it within your soul to share with me and mine. I will give thanks. Probably sing an icaro. Give me more than a nickel, though, ’cause my demanding lungs can handle massive smoke.
Morning hit I choke, but after that, I’m ready to go. Take me to the pot zone. Load me up a hot toke. Take me to your leader, with him, I’ll converse, burn heaters. Princess Mary Jane, I meet her, then set fire to the speakers.
Bleed my wallet dry during weed, myself and high. Eat a pumpkin pie, let the seed grow towards the light. Reachin’ to the sky, hittin’ space at 50 Mi. Weed, myself and high. Weed, myself and high.
THC unlocks the ability of my body to produce chemicals that put me right where I need to be. It’s a useful key to unleash your particle suit’s mechanism to break life through a prism. Cut you to your core.
Explore things that seemed absurd before. Like the origin of consciousness and status of the sea floor. Blow your mind like C4. Outlook on life reformed. Make friends with the squirrel that lives outside under your tree fort.
Be more aware of the vibes you put out there. No need to reshare another’s thoughts. Your brain’s got good stuff in there. Scoop yourself a dabber, consume, now you feel dapper. Chillin’ at home with your pets, the cat in your lap purrs.
Take a couple samplers, souvenirs. Share them with your peers. Have them tell you what they thought over a couple beers. Then you roll a screamer, smoke it live for all your streamers in an 8K array. Coughin’ through the speakers.
Bleed my wallet dry during weed, myself and high. Eat a pumpkin pie, let the seed grow towards the light. Reachin’ to the sky, hittin’ space at 50 Mi. Weed, myself and high. Weed, myself and high.
Eat more than a sumo guy during weed, myself and high. Unleash your third eye, let the seed grow towards the light. Reachin’ to the sky, hittin’ space at 50 Mi. Weed, myself and high. Weed, myself and high.
CONSUME THE FUME
I consume the fume. I consume the fume. I’m “Hashlips” Harry Hughes and I consume the fume. Put the smoke through the flume. Put the smoke through the flume. My name is Harry Hughes. I smoke then invent a tune.
Hi. I’m Harry Hughes. Nice to meet you! Time to greet the crew with an ounce or two. All for this session only. You better put your smokin’ shoes on, get your lung flow going.
Prepare for the air to get you impaired. But you’re gonna feel great, and forget your cares. One more hit, you’re there. It’s hip to be square, so put the drink down for now. There’s flower to share.
There’s sour gummy bears, a variety of THC. Open my eyes, wide selection in front of me. Like a kid at a candy vendor. Wanna try it all. What a splendor. Take my legal tender.
Consume the fume from a water bong. Zoom a catchy rhyme along, keep the flow stayin’ strong. Playin’ Pong so long my eyes have shot red. Cut the plants in my shed before they got dead.
I consume the fume. I consume the fume. I’m “Hashlips” Harry Hughes and I consume the fume. Put the smoke thru the flume. Put the smoke through the flume. My name is Harry Hughes, I smoke then invent a tune.
I consume the fume. I consume the fume. I’m “Hashlips” Harry Hughes and I consume the fume. Put the smoke thru the flume. Put the smoke through the flume. My name is Harry Hughes, I smoke then invent a tune.
Smokin’ a pre-roll banana cone. The terps blast me into the earth’s ozone. Flavorful taste is something I chase. Don’t let a molecule go to waste. I got 45 days on my day supply,
so I’ll be vapin’ like a painless guy. Feelin’ better than I have since 1999. Feelin’ great. I’m inspired, motivated, never tired. Got sativa focus. Hocus pocus to my pain and slowness.
Time to show this world that legal weed is not a joke. Time for pain relief for every gal and every bloke. Take a toke, taste the terps. Your taste buds burst and the pain in your nerves goes bye, bye, sir.
I’m “Hashlips” Harry Hughes, and it’s 7:10 PM. I will gather all my rigs, put vapor through all of them. I will scrape a piece of slab, hold the dabber in my hand.
Jolie Olie on the telly. Got some munchies in my belly. Ate a sandwich with ingredients I picked up from the deli. Got some fuego on the table, screamin’ loud, super smelly.
Now that the dab is on the dabber all I have to do is gather my timer and my torch, heat the nail, precision matters. Drop the dab on the nail when the timer clamors.
Enjoy the effect. Feel the hair on my neck rise. Vaporize prohibitionists despite their best tries. Things are gettin’ legal, tears of joy Harry Huges cries.
7:10 PM. 7:10 PM. I will gather all my rigs, put vapor through all of them. “Hashlips” Harry Hughes, gettin’ chewed, eatin’ food. Globbin’ up a giant dab of Gorilla Glue.
7:10 PM. 7:10 PM. I will gather all my rigs, put vapor through all of them. “Hashlips” Harry Hughes. Tasty rosin I consume, then for two hours I sit and stare at the moon.
I’m “Hashlips” Harry Hughes, and by now it’s 7:30. Need to grab myself some iso, ’cause my oil rig is dirty. On a balcony, next to a tree with some birdies.
PuffCo Peak Pro when I’m in a windy zone. Wind will blow out the torch, cool my nail, I just say no. I just use oil technology so vapor I can blow.
CustomGrow is a show. An internet video. An ongoing series that you watch while you smoke. Jolie surrounds himself with glassy-eyed folk.
Entertaining when Jolie dabs wearing colorful hats. When he laughs, there’s no question that he’s glad. When he heats it hot n’ hurty you know he will cough real bad.
7:10 PM. 7:10 PM. I will gather all my rigs, put vapor through all of them. “Hashlips” Harry Hughes, gettin’ chewed, eatin’ food. Globbin’ up a giant dab of Gorilla Glue.
7:10 PM. 7:10 PM. I will gather all my rigs, put vapor through all of them. “Hashlips” Harry Hughes. Tasty rosin I consume, then for three hours I clean my house and vacuum.
Open the jar. My smokin’s on par with the finest fire Jolie Olie smokes at the pot bar. When he heats the nail, yes he gives it a hot char and gets so damn high, forgets where his tater tots are.
I prefer a low temp, but we’ve all got our preferences. Stoney references throughout my record, kid. Sentences meshin’ in one another. Tar and featherin’. Usin’ oil for tar and bud for feather.
Heaven is this experience. I’m delirious in a pot shop. Wanna cop every drop of distillate. This will sit well with me. Blazin’ up hella tree. Knowin’ that the folks in society are smellin’ me.
Tellin’ Harry, “Man, you smell like you just blazed.” Yes, indeed, sir, I do this throughout the day. No matter what you say, no matter if Huffman complains. He can take his THC cap and wear it when it rains.
7:10 PM. 7:10 PM. I will gather all my rigs, put vapor through all of them. “Hashlips” Harry Hughes, gettin’ chewed, eatin’ food. Globbin’ up a giant dab of Gorilla Glue.
7:10 PM. 7:10 PM. I will gather all my rigs, put vapor through all of them. “Hashlips” Harry Hughes. Tasty rosin I consume, then for four hours I write songs in my living room.
CLEVELAND GROWN
These days, everybody’s got a few plants goin’. Growin’ potent marijuana, with wax their bowls they’re coatin’. Soakin’ flower with some golden hash. Burns for ’bout an hour. Our diesel is sour, tasty flavors we devour.
Gettin’ high in Ohio. I know…it’s built into the name. Ohio’s where we grow. Seeds we sow. Many elbows of smoke went directly through my throat. I passed the trial. I stayed a while for many, many tokes.
Harry Hughes spittin’ news just like Huey’s dudes. I’m not singin’ blues. This song celebrates hard work from crews of cannabinoid consumers fightin’ hard to change the laws all across the world. Including here in my very own backyard.
I’ll send you the menu, got blue dream and lemon ice. You are looking forward to when you smoke a pipe of somethin’ nice. Remember, underground markets brought us where we are today. So exchange some flower with your stoner neighbors. Hooray!
The reason that you feelin’ stoned is cause that flower’s Cleveland grown. Out of town folks be leavin’ home to buy loud hash and weed in zones. Remember weed laws in Toledo? Laissez-faire. Do-si-do. Never gave a damn about booze or blow. Heat waxy hash so ooze will flow.
Out of town folks be geeked and honed to spend mad cash on p’s and zones. Can’t blame ’em bro, my spirit glows. Harry Hughes rappin’ through the speakerphone to tell you about how our seeds explode into healthy bushes. No average Joe trees. These pot plants, they steal the show. Please grow, baby, grow, from here to Stow.
We plant clones, give ’em water, and hang stable lights. We do this in Parma, Euclid, Lakewood, Bedford, Maple Heights. Got good karma. Lucid take on life towards our new staple rights. Twelve plants per house, hundreds of thousands of grow sites!
57% of us said yes. Thrifty activists lent their time and efforts to the quest. They succeeded. Yes, we grew the best when there was zero tolerance, but now we advertise far and wide, ’cause we don’t need to stress.
We just focus on our nutrients. Yes, that’s what my duty is. After I grow this I’ll give you two and a half zips. A wonderful gift that will uplift, give you a kick. Sativa when I need a breatha. CBN to sleep real quick.
When I am homesick I reminisce about the strains I would smoke with all my stoner buddies way back in the day. We had Lemon G, GDP, Death Star and some Strawberry. All grown long before December 7th, 2023.
The reason that you feelin’ stoned is cause that flower’s Cleveland grown. Out of town folks be leavin’ home to buy loud hash and weed in zones. Remember weed laws in Toledo? Laissez-faire. Do-si-do. Never gave a damn about booze or blow. Heat waxy hash so ooze will flow.
Out of town folks be geeked and honed to spend mad cash on p’s and zones. Can’t blame ’em bro, my spirit glows. Harry Hughes rappin’ through the speakerphone to tell you about how our seeds explode into healthy bushes. No average Joe trees. These pot plants, they steal the show. Please grow, baby, grow, from here to Stow.
Grow, baby, grow, from here to Stow. Grow, baby, grow, from here to Stow.
Grow, baby, grow, from here to Stow. Grow, baby, grow, from here to Stow.
Grow, baby, grow, from here to Stow. Grow, baby, grow, from here to Stow.
Grow, baby, grow, from here to Stow. Grow, baby, grow, from here to Stow.
Unused Cleveland Grow lyrics:
from Cincinnati to Bedford and Maple Heights. Out in the farmlands and rural towns, they’re still gettin’ down.
I avoid buying edibles because they typically don’t give me much of an effect. Gummies, even high doses of 50 to 200 milligrams, don’t seem to do much to me. I took 300 milligrams of UB Good capsules and felt nothing but a bit of tiredness.
It’s strange though, because there’s been times where edibles have worked for me. Years ago I had a buddy who made some infused sugar cookies and they were the most powerful edibles I’ve ever had. The cookies were in the shape of weed leaves, and eating just one piece of those things would get me medicated. An entire cookie was an hours-long, mildly psychedelic experience.
Infused chocolates seem to work better for me than gummies. Depending on the brand and dosage, chocolates can also be hit or miss, but I’ve had much better luck with chocolate than pectin or gelatin. Maybe it has something to do with the fat that’s in the cocoa butter helping to better absorb the THC into my body.
Last year I ate an entire 100 milligram Kiva Blackberry Dark Chocolate bar before a game of putt-putt and definitely felt the effects. There used to be a processor here in Ohio called Garden Society that would make excellent infused chocolates I’d buy from AYR Wellness in Woodmere and Ohio Cannabis Company in Canton. I’ve also had medical morsels from Standard Wellness, including a 100 milligram S’more Marshmallow Graham Cracker Milk Chocolate bar that didn’t last longer than one sitting.
This past weekend I was going to visit the newly-opened AYR Wellness in Streetsboro, but after browsing their limited menu with unimpressive prices, I found myself at Nectar in Euclid. This dispensary is open from 7 in the morning to 11 at night365 days a year!
Nectar is known for heavy discounts, and my most recent visit didn’t disappoint. They had 40% and 50% off of a bunch of stuff, including Certified 510 carts, Klutch 510 carts, disposables and many different flowers and edibles. They even allowed for discounts on Certified iKrushers, which isn’t something you see everywhere.
Other than the parking, the only thing that sucks about Nectar is the fact that it’s in Cuyahoga County, so for non-medical purchases you have to pay an additional county tax on top of your recreational and sales tax. Three taxes to many. Medical patients are spared from the recreational tax but must submit to county and sales taxes during each transaction.
While at Nectar I picked up a few edibles I’ll be reviewing for the site for 420 season, including this tin of Kiva Terra Milk Chocolate Blueberry Bites by Klutch. They were not labeled sativa, indica or hybrid. There was 94.86 milligrams of THC in the entire tin, which housed twenty 4.743 milligram pieces of chocolate.
The edibles didn’t smell weedy. They smelled like chocolate. I noticed that some of the pieces were slightly bigger than others.
Each ball was stamped with a little white THC! symbol that was barely readable. When I saw the ingredients that went into producing that white stamp, which I listed at the bottom of this article, I wished they had passed on it!
For general safety though, it’s good to know there is THC in the chocolate you’re eating. As an alternative, maybe they could stamp the THC! symbol as an indent pressed down into the chocolate. Perhaps the reason they used the white ink was because they physically weren’t able to press an indent onto the sphere.
I had eaten twelve Terras by the time I took this photo.
The chocolates had a nice soft consistency and slightly tasted of cannabis. Inside of each piece was a delicious blueberry filling that made it difficult to stop eating! There were no blueberry seeds or skins. The chocolates reminded me of those Brookside treats I used to eat by the bagful until I got too many cavities and had to stop.
The cannabis extract inside of the Terras was removed from the plant with ice water. This explains why I didn’t taste any sort of solvent or butane while chewing these things. They should advertise on the front packaging that Terras contain solventless extract!
The medical effects seemed to hit me quick. I was on an empty stomach but it still surprised me how fast I felt the first four Terras, which in total contained about 18.972 milligrams of THC. I was medicated within ten or fifteen minutes and the effects lasted about three hours. My chronic pain faded into the background but I did feel kind of tired, which could have been due to a lack of sleep the night before.
I was surprised how much medical effect I got out of eating just four of these things at once. I had a head buzz along with a bit of a body high. The medical effects definitely felt like I had eaten an edible as opposed to inhaling a flower toke or breathing in a hash dab.
When the effects wore off I ate another four Terras but I didn’t seem to get as medicated as the first dose. The next day I ate another batch of four and felt medicated for a few hours.
If the price was right and I was in the mood for edibles I would purchase this product again. They got me more medicated than I thought they would.
I gave the 100 Milligram Kiva Terra Milk Chocolate Blueberry Bites an 8 for taste, 2 for harshness, 7 for strength, 5 for smell strength (they smelled chocolatey, not weedy) and 180 minutes for length of medical effects.
Milk chocolate blueberry bites, edible for oral administration, extracted using ice water. Net weight: 34g. Serving size: 1.7g (1 piece). Servings per container: 20.
Total THC 94.86mg, Delta-9 THC 94.86mg, CBD 0%.
Feedback@KlutchCannabis.com. Manufactured by Klutch Cannabis on 06/20/2024, tested 07/26/2024 by North Coast, packaged on 08/22/2024, first consumed on 03/30/2025, expires 06/20/2025.
Contains milk and soy. Made in a facility that also manufactures products containing wheat.
To my knowledge, Riviera Creek from Youngstown is the only legal cannabis company in Ohio that is producing moon rocks and space rocks. This is probably due to the cost of the materials that go into making these high-THC products.
I once had a rep from Klutch tell me the reason they don’t produce moon rocks is because of the cost of the materials needed to make the product versus the return they would receive. I imagine this is largely the reason most other companies refrain from producing moon and space rocks.
According to Riviera Creek’s website, their moon rocks are cannabis flower coated in solventless live rosin and solventless bubble ice hash. I always thought moon rocks were flower coated in bubble hash and kief, but Riviera Creek’s formula is a bit different, and I honestly prefer it.
I have tried Riviera Creek’s moon rocks in the past. They were among the best-tasting and most medically-effective moon rocks I’ve tried. Their price was the only thing that held me back from enjoying them more often.
Riviera Creek’s space rocks seem to be a bit harder to find than their moon rocks. Many people swear that the space rocks are stronger than the moon rocks, which is possible. Space rocks are cannabis flower coated in solventless live rosin and THCA crystals. Riviera Creek’s moon rocks are the exact same thing except for the fact they have ice hash instead of THCA crystals.
While both moon rocks and space rocks contain flower, these products essentially behave like an extract. You put them on top of your bowl and bubble them into the flower, or mix them into your joint. You can also smoke them by themselves in a pipe with a glass screen.
I would avoid dabbing moon and space rocks or putting them in a concentrate or flower vaporizer, as this might cause issues with residue. Dabbing them can stain your nail because of the flower material contained within. Putting them in a concentrate vaporizer can clog up the chamber, once again due to the raw plant material mixed in with the hash. Putting them in a flower vaporizer might clog the chamber due to the gooey extract content.
On the packaging for Riviera Creek Space Rocks there is no info about the strains or phenotypes of the flower, rosin or THCA crystals. In regards to phenotype, I consider this product a hybrid. It came packaged in a standard Riviera Creek green Mylar bag. The hash was housed in a small glass jar with a black plastic lid that had a removable space rocks sticker.
It didn’t smell too awfully strong but it did have a weedy scent. I didn’t get a chance to weigh it before consumption but it looked to weigh about a gram. I had used a little bit of the space rocks before taking the pictures for this article, so what you see here isn’t the entire gram.
If space rocks are subjected to heat or humidity, the THCA diamonds might absorb into the rosin and become invisible. This will not affect the potency of the space rocks.
In the past I’ve had some people tell me their batches of space rocks looked gross and slimy but I purchased a nice-looking ball. Here are two photos of the same space rock under different lighting conditions for comparison.
This stuff was gooey and sticky. I was able to work with it using my fingers but I needed to hit them with an alcohol wipe afterwards. To handle the space rocks you can also use bamboo, wood, or titanium toothpicks or dab tools. The space rocks came with a small plastic spoon that I assume is for handling the hash, but I think it is better served as an ice cream-tasting spoon.
My bowls burned a lot slower and tasted humongously hashy when laced with the space rocks. I’d just plop a drop atop a packed bowl, melt it down with some hemp wick and be off to the races. When smoking bowls souped-up with space rocks I could feel increased medical effects compared to just flower alone.
While I like them both, if I had to choose between space or moon rocks, I’d go with space rocks. I liked they way they melted atop the bowl. I do love the combo of bubble hash and rosin with the moon rocks, but the space rocks just seemed so incredibly hashy. It seemed like they barely contained any flower.
I gave the space rocks from Riviera Creek a 7 for taste, 4 for harshness, 8 for strength, 6 for smell strength and 60 minutes for length of medical effects.
Metered solid for vaporization. Ingredients: pesticide-free cannabis, solventless rosin and THCA. 1 gram.
Manufactured by Riviera Creek Holdings 2, LLC on 11/25/2024, tested by ACT Labs on 11/29/2024, packaged on 12/02/2024, first consumed on 03/09/2025, expires on 11/24/2025.
Tasted like hay and it ashed dark gray. The ash so dour that it looked like clay. Bought me an ounce thinkin’ “Have a nice day!” Sparked up a bowl and it tasted kinda strange. My
eyebrows furrowed and my frown pointed down. Thought I got a good deal. Realized I’d been clowned. Saw a nice lookin’ price and the weight was an ounce. I know next time to fold my wallet and bounce when I
come across bud with a chance to be a dud. Gotta go with what I know or else it might taste like mud. Now I gotta smoke up the rest of this junk. Can’t give it to friends because it’s so damn bunk.
Tasted like a bale with a color slightly pale. Who ever grew this stuff, I hate to say it, but they failed. Now I got a bunch of hay that makes my eyes scrunch. When I go to break it up, all I hear is CRUNCH, CRUNCH! 😦
I’ve been a big fan of Certified’s flower and Flex Disposables for a long time. Until now I had yet to try any of their 510 distillate carts. The 73.9% THC Funky Banana carts were flying off of the shelf, and I love banana-flavored terpenes, so I picked up one of these products for my personal medical needs.
The cart came packaged in an opaque Mylar baggie with a big picture of a 510 cart on the front. You could not see the cart through the bag, as is the case with most vapes certified by the Ohio Division of Cannabis Control.
The product’s appearance was that of a standard 510 cart with a plastic yellow pointed tip. The oil color was yellow with a clearish tinge. The distillate had very slow movement within the cartridge, which is always a property I desire.
Here is the Certified Cultivators Funky Banana 73.9% THC indica 510 cart on a Yocan Kodo Pro battery. In my opinion this is among the best 510 batteries available. They’re available at most smoke shops for $20 dollars or less.
The oil was slightly harsh, as most banana distillate carts have been. The inhale wasn’t too bad but I’d sometimes cough a bit on the exhale. However, the flavor was excellent. I am a bit biased due to my love of banana-flavored terpenes, but I wish I could always find carts that tasted exactly like this.
It wasn’t skunky or weedy tasting. It just had a nice, light, natural banana taste and scent. It reminded me a lot of the terrific Tree Pharm banana 510 carts that used to be available at FRX Dispensary and Ohio Cannabis Company.
I had no issues with leaking from the top or bottom of the Funky Banana cart. There were no airflow problems, clogging or hash splashes in my mouth while inhaling. This vape was reliable in the field and performed as expected when called upon.
The medical effects were relatively strong. The strain was labeled indica but it didn’t make me feel sedated or lethargic. I felt pain-free and relaxed but I was still able to function as normal. For me it seemed like more of a head buzz than a body buzz. The Funky Banana cart really made me forget about the nagging pain in my lower neck and right shoulder, which I appreciated tremendously.
This vape lasted about a week with light use. I was happy with the one gram nature, even though it took two days off of my “day supply” purchase limit. If I am lucky enough to find another Certified Cultivators Funky Banana 510 cart on a local marijuana menu, I will be sure to scoop it up if I have the proper funds.
Net weight: 1000mg. Oil for vaporization. Contains ethanol-extracted cannabis distillate, CBD isolate and botanical terpenes.
Dose size: one 10 second inhale is 10mg. THC per dose 7.39mg, CBD per dose 0.432mg. (No information on recommended temp settings is provided on the label. I vaped this cart at 2.7 volts on a Yocan Kodo Pro battery.)
Total THC: 739mg, Delta-9 THC 733mg, THCV 6.36mg, CBD 43.20mg.
Manufactured by Certified Cultivators on 01/22/2025, tested on 01/25/2025 by North Coast, packaged on 02/03/2025, first consumed on 02/20/2025, expires on 01/21/2026.
I wish we had eighths instead of these tenths. I have to buy food and I have to pay rent. My friends out of state get more bang for their buck. They laugh at my jar while I feel like a schmuck. I’ve
bought many tenths and I’m thankful for weed. Ohio’s the only state with tenths, I plead to the DCC, please give us quarters and eighths! Bring us in line with the other weed states. The
price of an eighth is the price of a tenth. Seven tenths of a gram is the difference. This is a blunt, or a bat, or two pipes. Buying each tenth gives me tears I must wipe.
I wish we had eighths instead of these tenths. I’ve bought many jars, and I’ll be back again. I’ll take my selection of strains in a half, and dream of a day with an eighth in my bag.
I haven’t tried enough Moxie strains. Before I wrote this article I had only tried a half ounce of their Grape Gas about a year ago. The popcorn nugs were small and dry, which kind of turned me away from the brand. Since then I have heard good things about Moxie from several trusted heads, so I figured it was time to give them a trial.
Bliss dispensary in Kent had 20% off of their entire store for the month of February. This discount stacked with their 10% medical, 10% industry and 10% student discounts.
Bliss had also stepped up their inventory to an impressive degree, so while I was in Kent I stopped in and grabbed a tenth of SFV OG from Moxie. It’s a strain I had been wanting to try for a few months.
I was very happy upon opening the bag for the first time, as I was smacked with a pungent aroma that featured gassy, skunky and earthy notes. Hidden within were lemony scents that gave away the presence of limonene. The tenth weighed 3.05 grams, which made me ecstatic given the fact my last few tenths have been under 2.83 grams.
The flower was smashed from the Mylar bag. It wasn’t too bad but it did take away from the bag appeal. That’s really the only bad thing I can say about this stuff, though. The SFV OG was medium green in hue and had small orange pistils that stuck to the nug.
This is not the entire tenth. I consumed some of the SFV OG before taking the picture.
It had a dense squeeze and broke down real nice by grinder and finger. It wasn’t overly sticky but I did appreciate the fact the baggie had an IntegraBoost 62% humidity pack inside of it. There was no stem within the nug and very little stem at the bottom of each bud.
The Moxie SFV OG burned slow and ashed white. It tasted excellent and was not harsh whatsoever.
The high level of myrcene can not only be tasted but experienced in the hard-hitting effects. At first I felt an energizing head buzz but after a while it seemed to kind of mellow out and become a little more relaxing. Maybe this was due to the unique ratio of myrcene to limonene interacting with my specific cannabinoid receptors.
This strain was definitely something I looked forward to smoking for both taste and effect. I gave the Moxie SFV OG hybrid an 8 for taste, 3 for harshness, 8 for strength, 7 for smell strength and 45 to 60 minutes for length of medical effects.
Cultivated by Green Investment Partners, LLC (GIP). Harvested 12/09/2024, tested 01/21/2025 by North Coast, packaged 01/24/2025, first consumed 02/16/2025, expires 12/09/2025.
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