Gelato by Vibe

Dateline Farm. We lived on the land of a land grant. It belonged to no one.

The Gelato is hitting. This is a strain review of the cannabis strain called Gelato, sold under the Vibe label in the state of Missouri.

I’ve been interested in Sherb crosses for a while. Gelato’s lineage is Sunset Sherbet x Thin Mint Cookies. I like that I still see “straight-up” Gelato on weed menus. It hasn’t entered that classic/vintage status just yet, where you can never find the strain on its own. That said, Gelato (represented by at least a few popular phenotypes: #25 aka Guava, #33 (Larry Bird), and the most common, #41 aka Bacio Gelato ) has also become a popular parent of other strains such as Biscotti, Biskante (link), Jealousy, Butterscotch Bacio (link), Gushers, Gelonade (link), etc.

I haven’t had a creamy, doughy smoke in a while. That’s what Gelato and its descendants can sometimes taste like, and I’ve been craving that flavor. So I drove down into Chesterfield Valley to the High Profile dispensary and picked up, among other buys, an eighth of Gelato #41 from Vibe Cannabis.

I have liked what I’ve had from Vibe. Their Chem Reserve was my favorite smoke of the year in 2024. (For my 2024 Top Ten List, click here). On a practical basis, I like the Vibe eighth tins. They are no-doubt-about-it sealed both against the elements and against any possible tampering. Their tins are reminiscent of tennis ball containers or the old peel-the-top off cheese-puff containers from way back in the day. The Vibe peel-off seal seems even better than the more-common (and still mostly good) wafer-style seals like you would see on top of over the counter medicinal items, like heartburn pills, just to name an example. The wafer seals don’t always seem to have stuck to the rim of the eighth containers. They sometimes fail. Not these Vibe seals.

I am feeling the prototypical Sherb head-rush as I put pen to paper after puffing a creamy bowl of Gelato. It is raining here, all of a sudden, and we don’t need it, don’t want it. Today was pretty nice all day but this rain will flare up the humidity bomb as soon as the rain has ended. There is no A/C in this old farmhouse so I’m looking at a damp tossy-turny night in my sleeping bag.

I believe that it’s the Burma ancestry in Sherb/Gelato that gives me this sativa-like head-rush at the onset of the smoke session. Sunset Sherbet is a cross between GSC and a strain called Pink Panties. The Burmese sativa landrace is in the Pink Panties. By the way, to mention a strain that I never ever see as a stand alone on menus, I cite Pink Panties. I once saw Girl Scout Cookies (GSC) but only once, which makes me skeptical that it actually was GSC, but probably one grower’s “take” on a remake of the classic weed building block.

But I digress, because that’s what happens when I get the Gelato feathering my capillaries and synapses. It’s a head-rush and it can cause some paranoia, some bite at the outset but it usually mellows out into more of a chill experience. Unlike some other sativas that give me that initial bite-y paranoid rush but then leave me feeling stodgy and stoned, e.g. Durban Poison and Sour Diesel. Yet, there is Durban Poison in Gelato, just as much as there is in Gelato. The more I get into these lineages the more I feel like a dog chasing my own tail, ouroboros.

Thunder. Everywhere walking this mix of pasture and woods I saw the work, the weave of water. I was looking for morels. I found four, two of which were big, one of which was huge.

Gelato by Vibe: Second Session…

It’s been a few days since I wrote the preceding part of the blog post/strain review. It’s April 26, 2025, 21:05.

I have smoked a .35-gram joint of the Vibe Gelato. I must say, it did not have the taste I was looking for. The joint was not lacking in taste but I was chasing that creamy, doughy flavor that I thought Gelato could deliver, and which I thought I tasted the first time I smoked this Vibe Gelato. This time the smoke was spicy. Was that clove I tasted? There was an elusive herbal flavor. The first time I smoked this stuff, out at Farm, I thought it was a creamy doughy flavor. Is that the same thing as a kush-y flavor? Even though I’ve been smoking marijuana for years, I still have a hard time sorting out the flavors and aromas.

The first time I smoked this Gelato was from a glass bowl. Could smoking from glass versus smoking it in the form of a joint account for the difference in taste? Let me hear it if this is your experience. Otherwise, more research is needed!

I am thinking of strains that did deliver that creamy, doughy flavor. The first one that comes to mind is Black Afghan from Rythm, a strain that didn’t have any Sherb or Gelato ancestry (instead: Afghani, Northern Lights, Hash Plant). Then Rainbow Chip, of which Sunset Sherbet is a parent. And I smoked much of that from a glass bowl. So, I’m a little unsure about the correlation right now. I’ll figure it out later!

Right now I am listening to baseball. I am back at my house and the rainy April persists. Check out this red salamander I found outside the back of our house, a sort of tide pool these days…

At its heart, this is a blog, a web-based journal about weeds and grass. At this house we have plenty of weeds but not much grass. The ground around the house was all rock, dirt, and leaves until about a month ago. Quickly, with lots of rain and just a little sun this April, plants have sprung up all over. There is some grass coming up in places, up through rock and gravel. We are on a hillside so I guess any plant that wants to suck up some water and hold the ground together can stay. We can’t spray it all. We’ll kill the trees, which will just fall on our house. And we’ll chase away the abundant and strange wildlife, like this salamander that seems to have crawled up from out of nowhere.

The Gelato might not have had the taste I was craving but it has gotten me to sit down and put pen to paper. My mind buzzes, leaps from stone to stone, finds its way into rabbit holes. They lurk, the rabbit holes, like mines, the land mines of your mind. Don’t act like they’re not there, the weed will find them, it’s always looking to extend its roots. It’s a weed! Best clear the skeletons out of your closet, or the weed just won’t be as fun as otherwise it could be. True and simple but never easy, if not impossible.

Placebos I tell myself. Or are placebos a Catch-22. If you know something is a placebo, it can never work like the drug you hope it might be. So only if I don’t realize it’s a placebo it can work? But isn’t that a contradiction? I have to believe that the drug is not a placebo, or it can’t succeed. Have I just disproved the efficacy of placebos, or am I simply dwelling on the nonsense and nothingness that existence is? or maybe I am just high on Gelato.

I started looking at the news and then I stopped. I have added blue food coloring dye to groundwater coming out of a jet below a retention wall outside the back of our house, in an effort to trace the source of the water that has at times been rising below our basement floor.

There’s a pretty good bite on this Gelato, a grip. My mind is wandering, jumping around. The baseball game is a nice anchor, so too the writing, and the vodka…