Gingerbread Hashish By the Dank Duchess
I squeeze off a piece of Hashish and admire its soft tackiness.
I squeeze off a piece of Hashish and admire its soft tackiness.
I can tell that smoking this Hashish is going to be especially good.
I swear I can feel cushions of air all around me; squeezing me gently. A slight smile crosses my lips for no good reason, and then I smile harder.
The large majority of the hashish produced worldwide comes from a relatively small mountain region in the North of Morocco, called Rif
#Taztetheztrainbro is a most appropriate slogan for the Zkittlez Hashish by Moonshine Melts. After all, she is a brash, insistent, and LOUD locomotive barreling through the cannabis world.
Years ago, when I was a young girl living with parents who were adamant about healthy food choices and prescribed portions, my idea of culinary paradise was ‘Candyland’ – a fantasy world full of endless lollipops for trees, gumdrops for shrubs, and roads made out of sour belts of licorice.
From the beginning Frenchy Cannnoli advised that by going to the source, I would get the best quality material. As he put it, the real hashmaker goes as far up the mountain as he can to make the best Hashish possible. My husband Nicholas and I undertook Frenchy’s challenge.
We are quick to lavish praise upon the star; the one unafraid to go it alone. However, greater impact is often made when a mastermind of brain power is set upon a concept and it is the pursued tirelessly.
Every so often we are lucky to experience a collaboration between people whose deep understanding of our unique connection to the plant produces an extraordinary creation. Reverence for the terroir (the soil, water, micro climate, natural soil composition) infuses the cannabis with a special quality inherent to its place of growth. Royal Sour Hashish is of pedigree stock, grown in expert conditions, and processed with the utmost care. When given the opportunity to smoke eye popping combination of factors, I expect this experience is going to be practically holy.
As a hashmaker, few situations elicit more squeals of happiness than opening an aromatic bag of sugary nugs that are devoid of pesticides and toxic chemicals. When growing one’s own crop, the joy of processing clean meds is even greater.