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Product Details
- Cannabinoids
- 9.19mg THC, 0.04mg CBD
- Flavor
- Chocolate, Sweet, Nutty
- Serving Size
- 1/10 bar
- Ingredients
- Milk chocolate (cane sugar, cocoa butter, fullcream milk, cocoa beans, sunflower lecithin), natural english toffee flavor, cannabis extract
- Nutrition Facts
Calories 10 Total Fat 1g (2% DV) Saturated Fat 1g (3% DV) Cholesterol 0mg (0% DV) Sodium 0mg (0% DV) Carbohydrates 1g (0% DV) Fiber 0g (0% DV) Sugars 0g Protein 0g Iron 2% DV
Product Description
The Blasted Toffee chocolate bar is a hybrid edible with a nutty flavor. It passes the tests of taste and texture, and it typically eases nausea as the high spreads. You can expect a happy, energized buzz, but the high can take a couple of hours to kick in. It's often giggly but manageable enough to focus.
Effects Profile
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The effect profile of Moon Edibles Blasted Toffee is based on 3 user reviews.
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Expert Review
Blasted In The Best Way
Review by Brianna Wheeler
Jan 31, 2019 · 4 min read
I couldn't have picked a better weedy chocolate for a stroll down Austin Powers lane.
My first medicated chocolates were always homemade, and they always tasted richly of
“I can attest to the high-quality aroma, mouthfeel, and cultivated cannabis flavor. ”
Moon products are, according to their website, “focused on high-potency, high-quality, and high-value.” Right off the bat, I can attest to the high-quality aroma, mouthfeel, and cultivated cannabis flavor. It’s as silky and sexy as any truffle you’d pick up at your local boulangerie, with a complex twang of the stickiest of ickies. It’s as if the densest, most crystalline, redhead of a weed nugget was speared by a dagger made of sticky toffee and taken for a swim in a chocolate fountain. The only thing missing was the telltale smack of firm toffee as it sticks to my molars, which, since I care about my teeth and my fillings are kind of old, doesn't feel like a big loss. It was refreshing to not have the nagging need to suck down five or ten more pieces because my dinosaur brain tasted chocolate and wanted to go HAM. The powerful cannabis flavor was a clear signal to my whole brain, dinosaur included, that, “Hey, one is enough you grabby-ass chocolate freak.”
Each serving of the Blasted Toffee contains a stiff 10mg of
After the movie ended, I thought it might be nice to adventure into the wild—of suburban Portland. The body high was bright and bubbly, and I wanted to maximize that energetic feeling. I packed my family into the car with no other plan than to have my husband drive us… somewhere. There was beauty and failure in this harebrained idea. We took a scenic drive along the river before landing in a neighboring suburb for some over-the-top ice cream cones. Everything felt positively perfect until the resulting sugar crash coincided with the descent of the high, coalescing into a perfect storm of cranky hunger and foggy indecision. My prevailing thought was that this whole high would have been better spent at home where hilarious movies, creative projects, and delicious food options were plentiful. I made a mental note to course correct on round two.
“The bottom line is this is a zippy and stony medicated chocolate.”
My second session was marked by all the delicious highs of the previous day: the effervescent and easily coaxed giggle fits, the bouncy energy, and the peaceful placidity of being truly stoned to the bone. Instead of scouring my streaming platforms for more Mike Meyers comedies, I watched one episode of Tidying Up with Marie Kondo (which is very zeitgeisty, if you’re not on board yet). I then decided to spend a long overdue afternoon organizing my sewing area, which had for weeks been overcome with piles of yardage. I arranged my huge selection of fabrics by color, pattern, weave, and weight. This was a substantial project and one I certainly found overwhelming while high, but the grown adult in me was able to channel all of the distracted stoniness into the kind of creative focus one needs to separate several pounds of printed velvet, vintage polyester, and faux fur into neatly folded, color-coded stacks.
The bottom line is this is a zippy and stony medicated chocolate. While it may provoke a need for adventure, the stony head high could be at odds with that physical need. So, if you venture out, for the love of Pete have a clear plan. Otherwise, an afternoon spent in the company of some classic Austin Powers, a super-simple, time-consuming project, and all the creature comforts you can afford is likely your best bet.
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