Don't Smoke A Goldfinger Before The Grocery Store
House of Cultivar's infused joint is no joke.
I haven't had a day off in more than three weeks. I've fallen asleep with my laptop open on top of my lap every night and recently stole a roll of toilet paper from a restaurant around the corner because I haven't had time to go to the store.
I have a tendency to overcommit myself both personally and professionally because I like a good challenge. Maintaining three calendars, my Tinder matches, and a healthy diet of pot and pilates is not easy sober, let alone after smoking the Goldfinger-infused joint that I was tasked with rating and reviewing this week. Needless to say, I blocked off some time for the smoke.
“Now nearly uncomfortably high, with no toilet paper or snacks, I contemplated enlisting the help of Postmates to complete my chores.”
Normally I don't smoke a whole lot of flower, and when I do, I tend to stick with strains rich in CBD and the terpene pinene, which I’ve found can counteract the psychoactive effects of THC. To be honest, I wasn't super excited about getting too high to function—something I expected considering the Goldfinger includes cannabis oil and kief. But when my editor asked if I’d like to take it on, I thought fuck it. Life is hard for a weed rater in 2018, y'all.
Nevertheless. The Goldfinger joint was perfectly packed, rolled tightly, and burned nicely—no canoeing which seems to happen more frequently with infused joints than the traditional joint, and it doesn't hurt that it was a super smooth smoke. The Pineapple flower had hints of fresh citrus and tasted like sugar cookies with a light herbal note. Within minutes of lighting up and taking my first hit, I was high. I smoked what felt like the whole thing, but really I only had around six or seven puffs before deciding to call it quits.