Glass House Farms, an indoor farm on the California coast, has teamed up with award-winning Los Angeles-based extractors, Field Extracts, to produce their 5-pack of infused half-gram pre-rolls. Both brands have solid reputations for producing impressive flowers and concentrates respectively. As such, the expectation for these pre-rolls was High AF.
So I organized activities that I felt were appropriate to audition the Citrus Apricot strain, an indica-dominant strain from the collaboration of Glass House Farms and Field Extract, which reached an astronomical 35% THC. Here are my results.
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These joints arrived in a graphite gray tin box with the Glass House Farms landscape logo brightly etched on the front. The lid slides off when the sides of the box are squeezed together, revealing five half-gram seals in a neat plastic bag. The pre-rolls had the familiar, grease-stained look of an oil-infused joint, but didn’t feel slippery or sticky between my fingers.
On the back of the box is the regulatory language necessary to know and the contact details of the brand. Cannabis marketing copy in microscopic font makes my eyeballs itch and is rarely needed, which is a concept that Glass House Farms also seems to like.
The joint’s initial scent was, to my nose, only slightly skunky, which was remarkable considering how saturated the joints were. The pre-rolls were uniform in terms of density, saturation, length, and girth, and — as we’d learn through two absolutely zootized rounds of getting — responsive enough for more than zoning.
My first session with a Glass House Farms x Field Extracts infused pre-roll was planned as an evening at home, watching Netflix while filling in a page or two in my sketchbook. However, what really happened was that after a harrowing day of extreme parenting, job functioning, scattered moments of harassed housework, and general sleep-deprived emotional exhaustion, I inhaled this joint in what felt like three solid pull-ups.
The start whipped me through a vortex, squeezing just enough tears of unwanted sleep from my face for me to feel some measure of emotional relief. With a wet stare I astro-traveled to Chillsville, browsed Netflix and just vibed ’til I got caught up The Great British Bake Off.
The high was the right answer to my day; that is, instead of gently polishing my rougher edges or gently relieving me of my anxieties, this joint brought me back into spiritual alignment. Of course, I had a strange squeal of delight as soon as the start peeled off my crusty state of mind, and of course I chose to blend into the dissociation rather than continue to process my day through the notebook. of sketches.
The effect produced by this joint may not have been what I had expected, but too bad if it was not precisely the effect I needed.
My second session with a Glass House Farms x Field Extracts pre-roll preceded an epic haircut by over a decade. Foreshadowed by an unfortunate pre-shower incident in which my shirt got so tangled in my ponytail knot that I nearly shaved my entire head at the time, I immediately made an appointment with my hairdresser.
For my particular brand of femininity, haircuts — even overdue ones — can be a major source of anxiety, so I prepped for my salon appointment with an infused pre-roller. During this round, the scent was much stronger than before. It soaked into my clothes, my jacket and my pile of overgrown curls. Luckily, my barber is out of cannabis, so I walked into the store without the angst of looking “too high”. Which is good, because I absolutely reeked of weed the whole tour, and was, by all accounts, very stoned.
Once again the buzz came with a bang. I felt my eyes swim in their sockets as my stylist patiently described each step of the process ahead. His explanations bounced off my forehead, only the most necessary information permeating the thickness of the high. I didn’t feel any frustration though, just pure fun.
I was able to share images and articulate ideas with my stylist, joke around with her, and basically enjoy the process of being groomed in this unique, intimate way by someone who was nothing more than an acquaintance. Although I traveled astro again, the mood I was pre-attached in dictated the course of the high, so I was in low-key golden retriever mode throughout the process, smiling with my teeth under my mask almost all the time.
Two hours after puffing the citrus-apricot-infused joint, I bounced out of the living room with the cravings and an adorably furry new pixie. Then I headed to the bakery down the street, and ate two whole pastries like they were bite-sized (they weren’t).
At the end of the line
The start of these infused pre-rolls is powerful, but once the high crash lands, it unwinds to suit the consumer’s needs – or so that was my experience. I would suggest some degree of comfort with high THC products before trying them; even as an experienced smoker, I felt these joints had the potential to produce intense effects.
That said, for college potheads, this particular strain was suitable for both daytime and evening use, with effects largely based on whatever you’re going through, whether it’s apocalyptic parenting anxiety or just of a long-awaited haircut.
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