Any dispensary that has been open longer than two years in Denver is, by default, a grizzled vet in the Mile High pot scene. At the very least, these shops deserve respect for managing to follow regulations and stay alive as others failed.
Advanced Medical Alternatives
, open since 2009 at 1269 Elati Street, must be doing something right, I thought, so I stopped by on a recent afternoon, eager for an indica to help me catch up on sleep after a long Halloween weekend.
First-time customers at AMA can enter their phone numbers into a sales-alert system for a $5 discount, so I punched in my digits and went inside the cozy, dual-use bud room with my decision already half made. Not wasting any time, I quickly narrowed my posible choice to two very qualified candidates: Bubba OG
, the indica-dominant equivalent of Jay Z and Beyoncé’s child; and Ogre Kush
, a fruity strain with some iconic genetics of its own. Watching Shrek
stoned on some Ogre sounded like a great way to fall asleep and kick-start an interesting dream, so I bought a half-eighth for $18 with the discount.
Ogre Kush hails from Bubba
and Master Kush
genetics — the makings of one hard-hitting indica. Popping open the bottle was like cracking a new box of Froot Loops: Sweet, fruity smells crept up my nostrils. The candy and coffee aromas of the Master and Bubba Kush parents came together beautifully in this one, and breaking up each dense, lime-green bud only intensified the odor. A few sniffs of my sticky fingers, covered in milky trichomes, put me over the edge. Too impatient to wait for my vaporizer to heat up, I packed a couple of bowls and indulged.
Even through my dirty pipe, each pull was smooth and tasted like I was inhaling some Berry Creme Savers. The expected fruitiness showed up, and an earthy aftertaste on the sides of my tongue offered a welcome complement. Tasting it out of the Volcano was still my goal, but the heavy indica had already done its work. I barely had enough energy to bootleg Shrek
on my laptop before I was sprawled out on my bed, dreaming of saving a very distressed Cameron Diaz from John Lithgow as my pal Eddie Murphy provided comic relief. Or maybe I was just too high to lift my eyes while the movie played in the background.
Either way...in the morning, I was makin’ waffles.
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