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What's Good in Nevada
WHAT'S GOOD IN
with assistance from
Nevada Dispensaries SHWA Shwa Laytart JENN Jenn Zenn STEPH Stephanie Shehan
JENN
40 REDWOOD The Guice New year, new resolutions. New goals, new energy. There are times when you need to tackle your to-do lists and get things done, even whilst enjoying your favorite flower. If you’ve been searching for a strain that helps relieve pain (thanks to a little extra CBG cannabinoid) and keeps you focused while simultaneously promoting relaxation, The Guice is the flower for you. Its terpene profile is high in limonene, which aids in easing anxiety and stress, rich in caryophyllene, which provides antiinflammatory benefits and keeps depression at bay and a hearty dose of ocimene, encouraging healthy cell growth. Myrcene’s calming presence adds a nice relaxing balance to the uplifting counter effects of this hybrid strain. A deliciously citrus and peppery palette perfect for a productive, social experience with an element of “it’s all good”. And so it is. THC- 28.0049% Limonene- 4.892mg/g Caryophyllene- 2.413mg/g Ocimene- 1.322
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REDWOOD OCTANE MINT SORBET Labs have a 15% variance flaw for human error, which makes a 30% swinging window variance, considering it could be 15% too high or 15% too low. For instance, if this calibration is absolutely accurate the lab could call it 42.6508% or 11.6508%. That’s quite a vast difference. Good thing I know good flower and don’t rely solely on the lab reports to gauge the Nevada industry. This is one of the best specimens you'll see, and I don’t think those numbers are out of whack this time. Redwood strains are like Pokémon characters. Gotta catch ‘em all, especially this one. It’s gassy and spicy and sinks your head into your shoulders.
REDWOOD Grape Cake Remember your first birthday? Sticking your finger into your first cake and then grabbing a fist-full and shoving it in your mouth… This is that kind of feeling when you’re partying with some stunning Grape Cake from Redwood. These nugs are definitely a reason to celebrate. They are so beautiful that you almost don’t want to smoke em’. A deep dark raisin-purple, frosted white with crystals and filled with bushels of amber hairs. Just break off a chunk and smoke it down then sit back and take a long look into one of these nugs. You’ll be immersed in its beauty and have a sudden urge to stick your whole face, head and all, into this cake for hours. Sweet, sweet, celebration! THC- 26.2023% Caryophyllene- 4.415mg/g Limonene- 2.236mg/g Humulene- 1.606mg/g Myrcene- 1.558mg/g
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FLEUR VGK Hockey fan or not, if you live in Nevada, you’re aware of the VGK (Vegas Golden Knights) and their majestic local love and lore. Fleur’s strain dedicated to the VGK showcases both sides of this potent hybrid with elated, happy, stress-free effects; perfect for a day at the stadium or a night on the town. A subtle body high sensation relaxes you while your mood becomes elevated and light. A pleasant CBG cannabinoid kick helps ease physical pain while potent terpenes myrcene and limonene combat stress and anxiety. Caryophyllene swoops in with an anti-inflammatory assist and promotes a healthy immune system and a general sense of wellbeing. A great addition to a game day with friends or any time you want to feel at ease.
THC- 22.3% Limonene- 5,97mg/g Myrcene- 3.07mg/g Caryophyllene- 1.98mg/g SHWA EVERGREEN ORGANIX Fruit Punch Gummies The French call these Pate de Fruits which isn’t as fun as saying gummy, but has a nice ring to it all the same. If you’d read anything by me before, you know how I feel about gummies. Right now they are completely overrated and their time has jumped the shark. But when they cross my path I still indulge. EGO did a nice job with these little squares. Not so soft that they’ll melt on your way to the car and not too chewy that you blow-out your jaw for the next four hours. With the look and feel of the French Pate de Fruits, I give these two- oui oui’s!
Total THC- 100.05mg Servings- 10 THC/Serving- 10.06mg
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REMEDY Jilly Bean This sativadominant hybrid provides a hefty dose of THC, perfect for daytime use. If you’ve ever suffered from writer’s block, a lack of motivation or procrastination blues, this flower will free your mind and inspire your soul! Migraine sufferers benefit from the potent levels of ocimene within this strain, which also accounts for its beautiful citrusy, mango-orange zest. A little dab'll do ya (figuratively speaking), as the sativa dominance acts as a potent energizer and euphoric happiness-inducer. Healthy levels of myrcene level out the sativa effects with anti-anxiety benefits. Caryophyllene brings the brain back to center with its neuroprotective attributes and pain relieving qualities.
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REMEDY White Angel Sauce I’ve seen the light, can I get a hallelujah. Remedy has once again brought me into the promised land with their White Angel Sauce. Follow this light-worker wherever they may take you. The White Angel will hold your head up high and have you praising the all-mighty, can I get a hallelujah! 72% THC and a whopping 29% caryophyllene, this sauce should be called the Angel of Mercy because you won’t be feeling any pain. Remedy’s White Angel Sauce gives me faith in humanity again.
REMEDY Purple Punch Sugar I want Purple Punch Sugar to be my dessert every night before bed. Maybe a midday snack too. Also, at lunch couldn’t hurt. Brunch…? Damn you Remedy! Why do you continue to create such decadent dessert dabs? Purple Punch Sugar is a tangy sweet hit every time that sends you out feeling like a Jolly Rancher in their garden. I could indulge in it constantly if I could afford it. But like all desserts of the divine nature, they should be savoured and saved for special occasions. Or what the hell, breakfast!
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REMEDY Island Sweet Skunk I am so in lust with this strain. A close relative to the landrace strain Durban Poison, Island Sweet Skunk carries many of the same quality traits and can easily be mistaken for DP. Irregardless, this is in my neighborhood, it’s my speed, and in my ballpark. Don’t let your eyes and nose fool you into thinking it’s a sativa. Don’t be surprised when you’re to-do list gets compromised, and your brain gets hypnotized, and you realize you didn’t make it to the bedroom. You improvised and made a little nest on the couch. Did you really draw a face in a Wilson volleyball? Yep. Remedy ISS can be a blissful abyss.
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REMEDY/HYDRO STAR Candyland Sauce Hey Giddy-Up, what did you think of this Candyland Sauce by Remedy and Hydro Star? “Remedy Candyland has a Monopoly on the terps. Granddaddy Purple and Platinum Cookies crossed is anything but child’s play. You’ll be Sorry, if you don’t get it. That’s Life!” Yah, it may be too Pachisi for the course. Way to Connect 4 my friend. Thanks for stopping by, Gid. Say hello to Jolly for me when you make it to Gumdrop Pass. Don’t get stuck with Gloopy,in the Molasses Swamp. Here’s one more dab for the road. THC- 80.9149% Caryophyllene- 11.073mg/g Limonene- 8.72mg/g Linalool- 6.93mg/g
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REMEDY/HYDRO STAR NZT OG Sauce I am trying to figure out what NZT stands for as I smash dabs of this wonderful concentrate. Whatever it does stand for it has Nice Zesty Terps. A perfectly balanced entourage of my favorite trio. Caryophyllene to drop my barriers, and allow my mind to wander a bit, and then the push-pull, shovetug, spin clockwise, counterclockwise, stand-up sativa and relax every muscle in your body indica relationship of a-limonene and b-myrcene. I look for anything near a 50/50 myrcene-caryophyllene ratio and just 5mg/5mg opens this peaceful, floating mind-wandering restlessness. I sort of feel limitless, like I just unlocked every door in my entire facility, every potential opportunity. Full access to a plethora of information, and knowing how to use this performance enhancing plant. This means instantly having the ability to rapidly and swiftly expand and collect every piece to the puzzle of existence, bringing us closer to anything our minds can comprehend. I feel sinewy and amazing from NZT. With that, I’m out.
TRYKE Snicker Doodle As someone who owned an edibles company, I can be pretty judgemental when it comes to judging products. From ingredients to flavor, I check out all the details and hold products up to the highest standards. I’m also a freakin’ cookie-monster, so when I peeled open the Tryke 20mg THC infused Snicker Doodle I was pretty excited to start grubbing down. From the first bite I knew I struck gold. A soft-batch cookie with just the right amount of crunch and snap when you pull back that first bite. Snicker Doodles are a simple sugar cookie with spices, but they can be easily ruined by over-spicing or over-baking. Tryke does it up right and these cookie snacks are a nice treat, day or night. I only wish they were a bit stronger or came in a baker’s dozen because one just brings out the monster in me. Total THC- 19.5mg
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TRYKE Louis Fruiton If there is one thing that Tryke knows how to do, it’s bringing a plant to fruition. I’ve never met a Tryke bud I didn’t like. Every flower is dense, floral, bright and heady. Louis Fruition does not disappoint. Filled with the most relevant terpenes in cannabis; myrcene, caryophyllene, and limonene, it will only take you a few puffs before you’ll be reminded how beautiful life can be. When things come to fruition, then all that is right in the world is plain to see.
BILL
TRYKE Watermelon Zkittles Ok, Bill, enough with the silly rhymes and riddles. Time for us to try some Watermelon Zkittles. I kinda like the way this hittlez and makes us play fiddles. I bet you didn’t know it but I’m a fiddle player too. And if you care to take a dab. I’ll take a dab with you. Ok I said my name’s Watermelon, and it might make you grin when we take your dab. It’s just you here. I’m only my flower, I’m not my friend. Bill heated up his rig and made his banger hot. Then he lit the watermelon Zkittles joint cause he remembered it’s all he got. If you win, you get this shiny flower jar made of glass. But if you snooze, you’re gonna kick your ass. You’ll be chicken in a bread pan, picking out dough. THC- 27.6% Limonene- 3.83mg/g Caryophyllene- 3.47mg/g Myrcene- 1.53mg/g
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TRYKE Brownie Bar You should know by now that it’s dangerous to give me brownies to write up, because I like to play CALL IT DUTY(doodie) and reshape these into a more unusual, but fun shape. But I resisted and my fists did something else. I sunk Tryke’s Brownie Bar in three large-mammal-sized bites. It’s only 20mg of THC or so, so I’ll be just fine in however long it takes to get to my head. I don’t really watch my THC intake. My tolerance level is baller since I’ve been forced by Stephanie to try every single product every single month for the past four years. Now she is forcing me to do some dabs and drink some beers. Cheers. Don’t be so frowny. Get in the car and go get yourself a Tryke Brownie Bar.
Total THC- 20.50mg
TRYKE Grape Ape Disposable Vape Pen This isn’t for you, if you are one of those chapped lipped sissies who wears white-framed sunglasses and drives a lifted Ford F-150, hangin’ your elbow out the window, tryin’ to make sure we see you. I have an e-cig for your weak lungs. Here, puff on that. You can’t handle the Grape Ape. He’s got lavender hair on his back, and he doesn’t even wear sunglasses. He just lowers his brow and looks directly into the.sun while making me way higher than you, son. He snarls his top lip just enough to huff on the good stuff. It’s like a perilous joke that repeatedly flies past your head, elevated higher than any lift kit you and your truck and your white sunglasses will ever get you. And, it’s disposable so I can do like the late, great Eazy-E and throw it in the gutter and go buy another.
TRYKE Animal Cookies Crumble This fluffy crumble turns me into an animal. I’ve dabbed this twice in the air now, and I keep transforming into a dairy cow. Don’t know how or why, but may I please have an udder of milk and a box of cereal? I asked nicely because I’m a nice dairy cow. I’m afraid that if I dab twice in a row that I’ll turn into Bodacious, the infamous rodeo bull. This crumble is so soft and easy to sink your horns into. I’m snapping off another fat one! Olé. Tell me, are matadors really fighting bulls? Or are those toreros ignoring that voice asking them what the hell they are doing? Don’t they hear the scary music? Why do these idiots run with the bulls every year? Don’t they watch the news? Nothing to gain. I’d rather be a nice dairy cow and just drink gallons of milk and enjoy the grass and wax the pasture. I think it’s past your bedtime. We’ll talk more next time.
BILL
TRYKE Peanut Butter Cookie That’s how this cookie crumbled. See up in the picture? Some sloppy budtender must have known it was mine, thrown it down on the ground and crushed its little peanut butter spine. Ya, wait until I find that little no-good cookie hater. Wait up...who cares? I can’t swallow it whole, so whoever crumbled my cookie, actually did me a favor. Wait yo...Maybe this is my size 12 Nike shoe print? Maybe I should credit myself for expediting the consumption of this cookie. Do I smell the next batch?
Total THC- 20.10mg
SHWA
GREEN LIFE PRODUCTIONS VCM It doesn’t get more real than GLP flower. Organically grown to perfection, their nugs are always 100%. So, when I found myself pulling snappers of GLP VCM with local reggae super star Big Art from Higher’D Gun’Z, life was feeling 100% real surreal. With close to 14% caryophyllene, VCM had me feeling no pain. Then, once the joint started circling and Big Art started singing and strumming the guitar, I found myself receiving the exact medicine the voodoo doctor ordered.
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MOJAVE Inzane In the Membrane Not sure if they got B-Real to try this strain yet, but they got B-Ill’s attention. Who you tryin’ to get crazy with esé? , Don’t you know I’m Local Mojave? UAP lights are blinking, I’m thinking It’s all over when I show video and start speaking Bro, I gotta maintain. Cuz a human like me is goin Inzane. Inzane in the Membrane Crazy Inzane, that’s the strain. Inzane in the Membrane Like Stephanie Armstrong hit the saxophone, And Louis Armstrong played the trumpet, I’ll break you fat hits from the bong. Inzane in the Membrane Hits From the Bong.
Unable to contain his excitement, he had been packed for over two weeks. He planned to stop and pick up a hostess gift and something to contribute to the meal along the way. Perhaps some Membrillo and Manchego, he knew everyone considered the sweet paste made of quince and the nutty cheese a special treat. Of course, he brought his books. Even leaving the house for only a few hours, several books would be tucked inside his bag; serving as makeshift security blankets. Penned by varied authors, all told stories of adventure, courage and romance. For that is how he viewed his own life; one of adventure and courage. As for romance, Quido was still hoping against hope to recapture the heart of his beloved Rosa.
He knew family and friends considered him peculiar. Some even thought he suffered a more serious malady. All agreed, though eccentric, he was kind and, ultimately harmless. Taking a final look around before securing the four locks on his front door, Quido stepped over the threshold, adjusted his helmet and mounted his horse.
Lola and Francis had been driving for over an hour yet hadn’t uttered a word to one another. The day before, Lola had been outside working in her garden, where she preferred to spend her time rather than in the house where Francis preferred to spend his. It was that time of day when, like clockwork, Francis’s stomach began to rumble and groan. Feeling annoyed, once again, that his wife had exhibited her full catalog of meals in their first month of marriage Francis decided to take a chance anyway.
Humming quietly as she worked, Lola could hear gravel crunch beneath the weight of her husband’s feet as he approached. Without greeting, he inquired when she was going to start dinner and if, perchance, she could cook up something tasty for once. His comments and tone didn’t fare well with Lola and an argument ensued. What started out as a fight over dinner ended with their usual; you don’t appreciate me or what I do. And what I do, do, is never good enough.
Turning around without his answer, Francis trudged back into the house, wondering why he didn’t marry that Italian girl his mother tried pushing on him during his engagement to Lola. Lola was prettier and livelier, but the Italian girl was kinder and she could cook. Neither Lola nor Francis could tell you when things began to fall apart, but in five short years their marriage went from bearable to miserable. Both wondered how they were going to hold it together for two days with the entire family as a potential audience.
Standing at her kitchen window Luna watched three vehicles approach the long driveway leading to the expansive ranch she shared with her husband, Sancho. Members of the family along with friends had been arriving like flocks of birds over the last three days. Luna enjoyed the warmth and bustle of a full house during the holidays. Each year the number of guests gathered ‘round her tables increased, thanks to new babies, girlfriends or boyfriends and in some cases, replacement spouses. There was also plenty of drama. But this year, Luna was prepared.
The vehicles pulled to a stop and the passengers clamoured about collecting suitcases, backpacks, and gifts. Then something caught the corner of Luna’s eye. As the contents of her teacup dribbled into the sink, she watched aghast, as her brother-in-law tied his horse to one of the columns lining the front porch. Luna excitedly called Sancho to come quickly and see how his brother had chosen to transport himself. It was apparent Guido was holding fast to his fantasies. Turning to his wife, shoulders lifted to his ears, Sancho noted Luna’s expression. Clearly indicating he was expected to keep an eye over his brother during this year’s Nochebuena.
“Sacre bleu!” The sudden and unexpected outburst caused twins, Mario and Dario to drop their forks in unison.
“Sorry?” questioned Luis, his eyes darting back and forth between the twins and Ramon, the source of the outburst. Oblivious, Ramon was already mid-bite into a forkful of marshmallow-topped sweet potato casserole. Luis repeated, “Ramon! What are you saying?”
Slowly lifting his head, Ramon responded with a puzzled look on his face, “What?”
“Why did you randomly shout, sacre bleu?”
“Oooh! I’m practicing my French for my upcoming trip to Paris,” Ramon replied, bits of orange filling the gaps between the few teeth remaining in his head. Knowing Ramon could barely handle even the social setting of the village marketplace, everyone at the table looked to Luna.
“He’s not going to Paris,” she answered without being asked.
“Yes I am! I’m leaving tomorrow on that new scooter you bought for me, Mom!” Ramon defended.
Eyeballs rolled and everyone returned their attention to eating, knowing it best not to engage him further.
“I’m getting myself another drink,” she murmured.
Quiet cousin Enrique, who avoided confrontation at all costs, decided this was a good time to clean around his plate. Picking up small crumbs with the tip of his dampened finger, Rosa watched in disgust as he then put the crumb-coated finger to his tongue. She remembered now why she tended to make excuses for missing these gatherings with her ex-in-laws.
“Here we go. Get ready for the Luna and Francis match up. It’s sure to be entertaining,” announced Mateo. “Lola, can you re-fill my glass with more wine while you’re up? I’ll need another drink for this dinner and a show.”
“Me too, my glass is empty,” added Guido.
“Nooo! Only one glass for you!” Everyone shouted.
“Mateo! That was rude,” scolded Rosa. But she knew her brother was right. Lola mumbled something back at her husband, or Mateo, no one was sure, then stood and made her way to the beverage table.
“Luna, you’re out of wine. And cerveza. And tequila, actually you’re out of booze completely,” called Lola.
“Yes, I put it away,” Luna answered. “I’m doing something different this year.”
“We’re doing something different this year, Sis?” inquired Luis worried. “But we like drinking.” As Luna and Rosa distributed slices of Infused Pumpkin Pie, Pound Cake with macerated fruit along with some Membrillo and Manchego Croquetas, oh’s and ah’s circulated around the table. The chorus of sound brought Mario and Dario out from the playroom.
“Dessert!” they chimed in unison.
“Yes, there’s a separate tray for you kids in the kitchen. Take it into the playroom and share with the other children,” directed Luna.
Rosa went on to explain why they decided to offer Infused Edibles. At the same time Guido was packing for his trip, the women were discussing this year’s menu. Reminiscing about celebrations past, they realized almost every year things would start out okay, but as the alcohol consumption increased, so did the snarky comments, misunderstandings, and arguments. Last year, Guido and Sancho got into such a heated debate over which of the two of them had been the better “warrior” during their “windmill days,” they ended up in a brawl that took them from the front yard to the horseshoe pit then finally flailing into the cold and murky pond amid Luna’s prized Koi. Rather than agitate and ignite disagreements, which seemed to be the problem with alcohol, they predicted the Cannabis would relax and disarm.
“Sounds fun,” stated Mateo.
“Fun! That’s it. We want this year’s gathering to be fun!” declared Luna.
“And no hangovers!” added Rosa.
“Yeah, we like drinking,” reiterated Mateo.
Luna began clearing plates while Rosa ushered the children into the playroom. Luna agreed, stating a little wine or a couple of cocktails made for a more festive atmosphere, however alcohol could also bring out the badly behaved beast. This year, no beasts were allowed. Immediately the grumbling and protests began to bubble up.
“No need to fret,” assured Rosa in her sing-song voice. Oh, her voice is like music, thought Quido.
“We will show you,” said Luna. Luna and Rosa returned from the kitchen each carrying a large tray of desserts.
“Did you put booze in the desserts?” inquired Mateo.
“Better, we Infused our desserts with Cannabis! replied Rosa, her perfectly white teeth peering out between her full, red lips.
Her lips, like cherries, thought Guido.
“Cannabis?! You mean Weed?” questioned Luis.
“Oh, this is gonna be good,” muttered one of the younger uncles. “I love this idea,” announced Lola.
And I love Rosa,” gushed Guido out loud.
Though many of the table guests were still reeling from the idea their Noni and Tia knew where to purchase Cannabis, let alone Infuse with it, there were many more who were tickled pink (or rather green) over the idea. Luna and Rosa had even thought to Infuse a few desserts with CBD, for Ramon and Guido.
After those in the know finished instructing those who didn’t, about ingesting Edibles and what to expect, everyone dug in. Within an hour, the house was filled with happy chatter and knee-slapping laughter. Some sat in clusters replaying scenes from their favourite standups, others discussed the meaning of life. A few were scattered about dozing, while others had joined the kids to watch SpongeBob Squarepants’ Holiday Special.
Luna and Rosa had succeeded in putting the Fun into Dys-functional. Everyone agreed, this was the best, Nochebuena ever!
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INGREDIENTS 3 ½ oz Manchego Cheese – Grated 8-10 oz Membrillo (quince paste) ½ Stick Unsalted Canna-butter 1 Cup Flour – divided 1 ¼ Cup Infused Whole Milk Pinch Nutmeg Salt/Pepper to taste 2 Eggs - Beaten 1 Cup Fine Bread or Panko Crumbs Oil for Frying Fresh Rosemary – Chopped
PROCESS In a medium sauce pot, melt butter. Add ½ cup of flour and whisk until mixture comes together and turns pale amber in colour.
Add milk about ¼ cup at a time, whisking between additions.
Remove pot from heat; season mixture with nutmeg, salt and pepper. Add grated cheese and stir until cheese has completely melted. Pour cheese mixture into a sheet pan, set in fridge until set – about one hour.
When cheese has set, in 3 separate bowls or pie tins pour; remaining flour, eggs and bread or panko crumbs into each container, separately.
Scrape off 2 Tbsp of the chilled cheese mixture, place a small slice of membrillo in the center then roll the cheese mixture into a small oval, keeping the quince paste inside the cheese.
Roll one croqueta into the flour, egg, then crumbs, set on a parchment lined sheet pan. Continue until all the cheese is used. Set sheet pan in the fridge to chill for about 20 minutes.
Heat oil in a deep, heavy pot until temp reaches 350 degrees. Carefully lower a few croquetas (don’t overcrowd the pot) into the oil and fry until golden brown. Using a slotted spoon remove croquetas, drain on a paper towel-lined platter and garnish with chopped rosemary. Serve w/wedges of Membrillo
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