London Pound Mints by High Supply

Flavorful. Lots of different, fleeting, rotating flavor notes. Some fruit, vanilla, something floral, earth, chem, then black licorice at the end.

My wife returns. House talk. Leaves got picked up from the curb, the easement language is in the deed on the place we are trying to buy. Part of that driveway is on the neighbor’s property but at least one prior deed mentions the existence of an easement. Fifty feet wide, for ingress and egress.

The chem-y, earthy flavor of the London Pound Mints lingers. Maybe that’s just tar. The licorice flavor at the end of the joint was memorable, unique. Then the flavor parade before it. I’ve been trying a couple new strains a week, and this has been the most flavorful in awhile. It’s 9:30 a.m. This is earlier in the day than I usually smoke. This strain is supposed to be an indica but I don’t feel sleepy or stoned, yet.

This flower was grown by Cresco Labs. Then marketed under their High Supply label, which is a discount brand. I bought it at a Beyond/Hello in Sauget, Illinois. I have picked up a few High Supply canisters over the last year. Slurricrasher was the most recent. Before that, I bought a quarter of Kush Mints under the High Supply label. The Kush Mints was not memorable. It was fine. The High Supply Slurricrasher was good, not great. Not as good as the Slurricrasher I bought under the Cresco label. This London Pound Mints seems to be my favorite so far out of three High Supply buys.

London Pound Mints is also known as Pancakes. At least, its lineage is that of Pancakes x Pancakes. Which is not technically the same as Pancakes. Imagine you crossing yourself with you, You x You. That’s not the same as just You. All of the DNA would be the same, but any number of traits could come out differently, depending on how the DNA of one of You crossed with the DNA of the other You. Some traits that for You were recessive could come out dominant, and vice versa. It’s more like London Pound Mints is the fraternal twin of Pancakes, if I am understanding genetics correctly. I did excel at genetics in college, and made some money tutoring other students in the subject.

I am fairly composed despite the early (for me) smoke time. This is a good strain review writing high. The furnace kicks on. It’s November but it has felt more like September or a really warm October. We don’t really need to have the furnace going but we haven’t lit it since the spring and we are about to market this house, so I wanted to make sure it was still in working order. It’s a good gas furnace, best I could buy back in 2011. I will miss that furnace. The one that was in this house when we bought it was not much more than a glorified can of Sterno.

Getting back to lineage, Pancakes itself is Kush Mints x London Pound Cake. The grandparents, respectively, are Animal Mints x Bubba Kush and then Sunset Sherbet x Nip OG. Nip OG is listed on Seedfinder as an “unknown indica.” I have had Kush Mints, from two different growers. And it never really did the deed for me. Despite loving Animal Mints. I have never had London Pound Cake but now I am interested.

We are experiencing house- and move-related stress. Anxiety. Eagerness. Uncertainty. Out-of-our-hands-ed-ness. Waiting game. I wanted to take the edge off, so I fired up the London Pound Mints. I believe I feel the Sunset Sherb shining through this high. That’s the difference between this and Kush Mints. This high reminds me a lot of the Butterscotch Bacio buzz I was enjoying in Tucson earlier this year. I was also day-smoking there, so I can’t discount that variable. Simply the timing of the smoke. And the fact that by virtue of smoking early I do not have any alcohol coursing through my system (and being purged by my poor liver) while the THC is doing its thang. The euphoria I am experiencing, without paranoia or raciness, could have as much to do with the absence of alcohol as anything. I am, at my core, a scientist, and I am willing to say when variables have been isolated, and when they have not.

London Pound Mints, you have passed the pen-to-paper test. Perhaps the most important hurdle for any strain to clear. For this writer and notebooker. The smoke was tasty and so far this has been a fun high. I would buy London Pound Mints again. Or Pancakes. Or London Pound Cake. There might be some Pancakes around in Missouri, under the Cookies label. I remember it being on menus. I wasn’t interested. I didn’t want to smoke no pancakes! What a silly chap I was back then.

These Pound Mints were and still are some of the oldest bud I have had in my inventory. I have older weed, of course, but it is leftover shake from rolling j’s or jars of weed I opened but didn’t find any use for (yet still I could not toss it). Helm would be the voice in the back of my head suggesting, Hey, you never know, it’s still weed, maybe don’t throw it away just yet. You never know when you might wish you still had it.

I have been experimenting with keeping unopened jars in what has plateaued into an evolving collecting of roughly forty unopened eighths. Do they last? Do some brands last longer than others? Why? How? I hypothesize that two key factors affect the outcome. One, is the bud cured when it goes into the jar. Two, is the jar effectively sealed. This London Pound Mints was in a plastic canister for ten months. It was not that old when I bought it. It was probably in its jar for two months when I bought it. Then I sat on it for most of this year.

The jar was sealed, and sealed well. I do also put almost all of my store-bought jars in a mason jar, for a “second seal.” Then some go into a gasketed tub that offers what I’d call a third seal. I’m taking precautions, is what I’m trying to say. I’m not buying an eighth and then stashing it in my sock drawer for six months.

This London Pound Mints was cured and sealed. It had to have been. Otherwise it would not have had a bounce, a spring to it when I opened the jar. It would not have been aromatic. It would not have been flavorful. This is an impressive thing, a feat that Cresco seems to get right most of the time. Moreso than any other purveyor I have patronized. And my hat is off to them. They know how to cure bud, and they know how to seal a jar. Some jars I buy in Missouri are not sealed in the slightest. They don’t even have a tamper-proof sticker around the lid. Ick. I’ll say that the Vibe brand has the best under-the-lid seal in Missouri, in my experience. It makes a difference, to this buyer anyway. I want that seal. If I am stashing, I need that seal. You want me on that wall, you need me on that wall.

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Postscript.

That initial euphoria phaded not long after I stopped writing. I thought, Well, that was a great high, a sativa high without the racy paranoia but it was kinda short-lived. A period of sedation followed. More like an indica stoniness. That stuck around but then it started to show a willingness to morph back into trippiness here and there, depending on what I was thinking about. I still took some strange but welcome mind jaunts. Twinges and departures. I tried to read for a while then I was re-energized and did a bunch of cleaning and curiosity-following vis a vis our house cleaning. It was a lot like the high from a THC edible. Which is to say: the high was not short-lived. It just had different chapters, different eras. I was happy not to have regretted an early-day smoke. In fact, my lunch appetite was boosted, which I liked because I would rather get the munchies for lunch than for dinner. That way my body has more time to process the food before I try to go to sleep and lay down with a bad belly of beaucoup. The London Pound Mints bolsters my hypothesis that sherbet-containing indica can make a great late-morning some with enough sativa-like effect (via the Burma in Sherbet) to carry a person through the early afternoon.