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        <![CDATA[<p>Daisy and Astoria break down Hash Burger, the umami-forward indica hybrid Leafly crowned 2025 Strain of the Year, then pivot to the federal cannabis news dropping this week — including the DEA rescheduling hearing that kicks off the day after this episode.</p>
<p><strong>In this episode:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>Why Leafly named Hash Burger its 2025 Strain of the Year</li>
<li>The genetics: Han Solo Hash Plant × Double Burger, a ~60/40 indica-leaning hybrid</li>
<li>Flavor notes — garlic, onion, cheese, pepper over a skunky, ammonia-tinted base</li>
<li>Potency reality check: typical 28-35% THC and why "couch-lock as a service" is the move</li>
<li>The DEA's formal Schedule I → Schedule III hearing runs June 29 through July 15, 2026 in Arlington, VA</li>
<li>The fight over livestream access to the rescheduling hearing</li>
<li>Virginia Gov. Abigail Spanberger's deal to finally legalize recreational cannabis sales</li>
<li>ATF preparing new guidance on cannabis consumers' Second Amendment gun rights after the SCOTUS ruling</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Sources:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/strains/hash-burger">Leafly: Hash Burger strain profile</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/news/strains-products/hash-burger-leafly-strain-of-the-year-2025">Leafly: Hash Burger named Strain of the Year 2025</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.dea.gov/press-releases/2026/06/25/dea-hearing-proposed-marijuana-rescheduling-begins-june-29">DEA: Marijuana rescheduling hearing begins June 29</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/deas-interesting-cannabis-testimony-stance-for-rescheduling-hearing-newsletter-june-25-2026/">Marijuana Moment: DEA's pre-hearing testimony stance</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/dea-judge-pressed-to-allow-cannabis-hearing-livestream-access-newsletter-june-24-2026/">Marijuana Moment: Judge pressed on livestream access</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/virginia-cannabis-sales-legalization-deal-reached-newsletter-june-15-2026/">Marijuana Moment: Virginia recreational sales deal reached</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/new-virginia-legal-cannabis-sales-plan-heads-to-governors-desk-newsletter-june-23-2026/">Marijuana Moment: Virginia plan heads to governor's desk</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/feds-to-clarify-cannabis-consumers-gun-rights-following-scotus-ruling-newsletter-june-22-2026/">Marijuana Moment: ATF to clarify cannabis consumer gun rights</a></li>
</ul>
<p>Subscribe: mncannabishub.com</p>


<p><b>Full transcript</b></p>
<p><strong>Daisy:</strong> —no, no, you have to let me finish, because the bag literally said "Hash Burger" on it and I thought it was a joke.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's not a joke. That's the actual name.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I KNOW that now, Astoria. I did not know that on Sunday night at ten p.m. when my budtender handed me a jar and went, "this is the one."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay so you walked in totally blind.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I walked in blind, I walked out high, and I woke up Monday on the floor next to a half-eaten quesadilla.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Of course you did.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> The quesadilla had ONE bite out of it. One. Like I committed and then my body went, nope, we sleep now.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's the strain working as intended, babe.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Is it though? Is it?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Yes. Leafly named Hash Burger Strain of the Year for 2025. Like, officially.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Wait, that's a real award?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> No, Daisy, I made it up on the drive over.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay, fair.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's a real thing. Strain of the Year. And they gave it to a nug that tastes like a cheeseburger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> See, that's what I want to talk about, because that's INSANE.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's a little insane.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> A whole industry of like, brilliant breeders, lab coats, terpene charts, and the winner is named after the thing you order at two a.m.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> To be fair, the thing you order at two a.m. is the most important food group in this house.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Truly our love language.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> So here's the part I think you're going to love. The flavor notes? Garlic. Onion. Cheese. Pepper.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Over a skunky, kind of ammonia-tinted base.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Ammonia? Ammonia is a flavor note now?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> According to the people who write these things, yes.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Babe, ammonia is what I smell when I clean the litter box.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> And yet.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And yet I'm supposed to grind it up and put it in my lungs.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You ALREADY did. Sunday. Floor. Quesadilla.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Right.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's a hybrid, by the way. Slightly indica-leaning. Like sixty-forty.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That tracks. Because it didn't feel like a "let's clean the apartment" high.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> No, it's the parents are Han Solo Hash Plant crossed with Double Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Han Solo Hash Plant.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Yeah.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> We've fully lost the plot as a culture.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> We did. A long time ago.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Han Solo Hash Plant sounds like a stoner Etsy shop.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It sounds like a candle.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It sounds like a candle that smells like ammonia.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop, you're going to make me ruin the bit.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay but seriously, how strong is this thing, because I felt like I had been swaddled.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> The profile says it usually clocks in around twenty-eight to thirty-five percent THC.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> THIRTY-FIVE?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> High end of the shelf.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay see, this is the thing—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> —yeah—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> —this is the thing nobody warned me about, because when I started smoking, like, in college, twenty percent was the BIG dog.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Twenty percent was a flex.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Twenty percent was, like, "ooh, fancy."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> And now thirty-five is just Tuesday.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Tuesday and a quesadilla.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Right.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I want to push back on the THC arms race for a second, actually.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Push back.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Because I don't need to be unconscious. I need to be giggly.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Counterpoint—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> —oh god—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> —you SAID you were giggly. You texted me at nine forty-seven from the floor. It said "the ceiling is being so nice to me right now."<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I don't remember sending that.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> I know you don't. That's the point.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay, so maybe I was giggly and THEN unconscious.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> The order matters.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> The order absolutely matters. Giggly then sleep is a vacation. Sleep then giggly is a medical event.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I'm just saying.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Leafly's whole writeup on it leans into the heavy, sedating body buzz. Like, it is marketed as a night strain.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> See, why didn't my budtender lead with that.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Because your budtender knows you, Daisy. He took one look at you on a Sunday at ten p.m. and...</p>]]>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Daisy and Astoria break down Hash Burger, the umami-forward indica hybrid Leafly crowned 2025 Strain of the Year, then pivot to the federal cannabis news dropping this week — including the DEA rescheduling hearing that kicks off the day after this episode.</p>
<p><strong>In this episode:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>Why Leafly named Hash Burger its 2025 Strain of the Year</li>
<li>The genetics: Han Solo Hash Plant × Double Burger, a ~60/40 indica-leaning hybrid</li>
<li>Flavor notes — garlic, onion, cheese, pepper over a skunky, ammonia-tinted base</li>
<li>Potency reality check: typical 28-35% THC and why "couch-lock as a service" is the move</li>
<li>The DEA's formal Schedule I → Schedule III hearing runs June 29 through July 15, 2026 in Arlington, VA</li>
<li>The fight over livestream access to the rescheduling hearing</li>
<li>Virginia Gov. Abigail Spanberger's deal to finally legalize recreational cannabis sales</li>
<li>ATF preparing new guidance on cannabis consumers' Second Amendment gun rights after the SCOTUS ruling</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Sources:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/strains/hash-burger">Leafly: Hash Burger strain profile</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/news/strains-products/hash-burger-leafly-strain-of-the-year-2025">Leafly: Hash Burger named Strain of the Year 2025</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.dea.gov/press-releases/2026/06/25/dea-hearing-proposed-marijuana-rescheduling-begins-june-29">DEA: Marijuana rescheduling hearing begins June 29</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/deas-interesting-cannabis-testimony-stance-for-rescheduling-hearing-newsletter-june-25-2026/">Marijuana Moment: DEA's pre-hearing testimony stance</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/dea-judge-pressed-to-allow-cannabis-hearing-livestream-access-newsletter-june-24-2026/">Marijuana Moment: Judge pressed on livestream access</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/virginia-cannabis-sales-legalization-deal-reached-newsletter-june-15-2026/">Marijuana Moment: Virginia recreational sales deal reached</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/new-virginia-legal-cannabis-sales-plan-heads-to-governors-desk-newsletter-june-23-2026/">Marijuana Moment: Virginia plan heads to governor's desk</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/feds-to-clarify-cannabis-consumers-gun-rights-following-scotus-ruling-newsletter-june-22-2026/">Marijuana Moment: ATF to clarify cannabis consumer gun rights</a></li>
</ul>
<p>Subscribe: mncannabishub.com</p>


<p><b>Full transcript</b></p>
<p><strong>Daisy:</strong> —no, no, you have to let me finish, because the bag literally said "Hash Burger" on it and I thought it was a joke.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's not a joke. That's the actual name.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I KNOW that now, Astoria. I did not know that on Sunday night at ten p.m. when my budtender handed me a jar and went, "this is the one."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay so you walked in totally blind.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I walked in blind, I walked out high, and I woke up Monday on the floor next to a half-eaten quesadilla.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Of course you did.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> The quesadilla had ONE bite out of it. One. Like I committed and then my body went, nope, we sleep now.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's the strain working as intended, babe.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Is it though? Is it?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Yes. Leafly named Hash Burger Strain of the Year for 2025. Like, officially.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Wait, that's a real award?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> No, Daisy, I made it up on the drive over.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay, fair.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's a real thing. Strain of the Year. And they gave it to a nug that tastes like a cheeseburger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> See, that's what I want to talk about, because that's INSANE.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's a little insane.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> A whole industry of like, brilliant breeders, lab coats, terpene charts, and the winner is named after the thing you order at two a.m.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> To be fair, the thing you order at two a.m. is the most important food group in this house.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Truly our love language.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> So here's the part I think you're going to love. The flavor notes? Garlic. Onion. Cheese. Pepper.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Over a skunky, kind of ammonia-tinted base.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Ammonia? Ammonia is a flavor note now?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> According to the people who write these things, yes.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Babe, ammonia is what I smell when I clean the litter box.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> And yet.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And yet I'm supposed to grind it up and put it in my lungs.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You ALREADY did. Sunday. Floor. Quesadilla.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Right.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's a hybrid, by the way. Slightly indica-leaning. Like sixty-forty.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That tracks. Because it didn't feel like a "let's clean the apartment" high.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> No, it's the parents are Han Solo Hash Plant crossed with Double Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Han Solo Hash Plant.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Yeah.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> We've fully lost the plot as a culture.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> We did. A long time ago.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Han Solo Hash Plant sounds like a stoner Etsy shop.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It sounds like a candle.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It sounds like a candle that smells like ammonia.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop, you're going to make me ruin the bit.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay but seriously, how strong is this thing, because I felt like I had been swaddled.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> The profile says it usually clocks in around twenty-eight to thirty-five percent THC.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> THIRTY-FIVE?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> High end of the shelf.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay see, this is the thing—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> —yeah—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> —this is the thing nobody warned me about, because when I started smoking, like, in college, twenty percent was the BIG dog.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Twenty percent was a flex.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Twenty percent was, like, "ooh, fancy."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> And now thirty-five is just Tuesday.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Tuesday and a quesadilla.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Right.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I want to push back on the THC arms race for a second, actually.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Push back.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Because I don't need to be unconscious. I need to be giggly.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Counterpoint—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> —oh god—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> —you SAID you were giggly. You texted me at nine forty-seven from the floor. It said "the ceiling is being so nice to me right now."<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I don't remember sending that.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> I know you don't. That's the point.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay, so maybe I was giggly and THEN unconscious.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> The order matters.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> The order absolutely matters. Giggly then sleep is a vacation. Sleep then giggly is a medical event.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I'm just saying.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Leafly's whole writeup on it leans into the heavy, sedating body buzz. Like, it is marketed as a night strain.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> See, why didn't my budtender lead with that.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Because your budtender knows you, Daisy. He took one look at you on a Sunday at ten p.m. and...</p>]]>
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      <itunes:summary>We unpack Hash Burger — Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year — a 28-35% THC indica-leaning hybrid that tastes like a cheeseburger and sleeps you like one. Plus: the DEA's June 29 rescheduling hearing, Virginia's recreational sales deal, and ATF's cannabis-and-guns guidance.</itunes:summary>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Daisy and Astoria taste-test Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year — Hash Burger — and unpack the biggest cannabis policy shifts of June 2026, from Virginia's retail deal to the federal Schedule III move.</p>
<p>In this episode:</p>
<ul>
<li>Hash Burger named Leafly's official Strain of the Year 2025, averaging around 33% THC — Leafly flags it as unsuitable for newcomers or low-tolerance users.</li>
<li>The lineage: Double Burger (Donny Burger × GMO) crossed with Han Solo Hash Plant (Han Solo Burger × Black Triangle Kush) — a family reunion of stinky burgers.</li>
<li>Flavor profile of garlic, onion, cheese, and pepper over a skunky, ammonia-tinted base — Leafly calls the funk impossible to conceal.</li>
<li>Onset described by Leafly's reviewer as "taking off a pair of too-tight shoes after a marathon"; body melt, giggles, then sleep. 4.7/5 stars.</li>
<li>Virginia: Gov. Abigail Spanberger and legislative leaders reached a deal on June 15, 2026 to legalize recreational marijuana sales via the state budget — possession has been legal since 2021.</li>
<li>Federal: DOJ and DEA placed FDA-approved marijuana products and state-licensed medical marijuana into Schedule III, with a broader rescheduling hearing set to begin June 29, 2026.</li>
<li>The drug-testing industry is openly lobbying against rescheduling — the pee-cup lobby fighting for its life.</li>
<li>Illinois: Gov. JB Pritzker signed an omnibus bill doubling adult possession limits while restricting hemp-derived THC products.</li>
</ul>
<p>Sources:</p>
<ul>
<li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/news/strains-products/hash-burger-leafly-strain-of-the-year-2025">Leafly: Hash Burger — Strain of the Year 2025</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/virginia-cannabis-sales-legalization-deal-reached-newsletter-june-15-2026/">Marijuana Moment: Virginia cannabis sales deal (June 15, 2026)</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.justice.gov/opa/pr/justice-department-places-fda-approved-marijuana-products-and-products-containing-marijuana">DOJ: Schedule III placement for FDA-approved marijuana products</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/drug-testing-industry-tries-to-block-cannabis-rescheduling-newsletter-june-12-2026/">Marijuana Moment: Drug-testing industry vs. rescheduling (June 12, 2026)</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/">Marijuana Moment</a></li>
</ul>
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<p><b>Full transcript</b></p>
<p><strong>Daisy:</strong> —no but that's the thing, I'm standing in the dispensary, right, and the budtender goes, "you want the Hash Burger?" and I genuinely thought he was telling me where to get lunch.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Wait.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I said, "is it close?" Astoria. I said "is it close" to the budtender.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> He just stared at me.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay so you didn't know it was a strain.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I did NOT know it was a strain. I thought we were getting sliders.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> In your defense, it's called Hash Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Thank you!<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That is a sandwich name.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's a sandwich name! It sounds like something you order at 2 a.m. and immediately regret.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay but here's the thing — Leafly named it Strain of the Year. Like, officially. 2025.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Strain of the YEAR.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Of the year.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's like the Oscars but for getting destroyed on your couch.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It really is.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And the lineage is INSANE. Hold on, let me — it's Double Burger crossed with Han Solo Hash Plant.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Which is itself Han Solo Burger crossed with Black Triangle Kush.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's burgers all the way down.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's a family reunion of stinky burgers.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> A family reunion of stinky burgers. That's the tagline.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Put it on the jar.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay so I get it home —<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Wait, what's the THC on it?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Around thirty-three percent.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I know.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy, Leafly literally says — and I'm quoting — "unsuitable for newcomers or low-tolerance users."<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I am not a newcomer.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You're not low-tolerance, but you are a person who once cried at a Sbarro.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That was unrelated.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Sure.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That was a sad week!<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay, okay.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So I open the jar.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Mhm.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Astoria. My apartment immediately smelled like a White Castle parking lot at 2 a.m.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I am not exaggerating. Garlic. Onion. Cheese. Pepper. And underneath it, this skunky, like... ammonia note?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's the official Leafly description, by the way. Garlic, onion, cheese, pepper, on a skunky base.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It smells like a TGI Fridays appetizer sampler had a baby with a gym bag.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And Leafly straight up says the funk is impossible to conceal.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Impossible.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> My dog left the room.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> No.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> My dog. Looked at me. Sighed. And left.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Your dog has standards now?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Apparently more than me.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And then — okay, this is the part — my landlord texts me.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> No.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> At like 9:15. He goes, "is everything okay up there."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Wait, what did he think was happening?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I don't know! I think he thought I was deep-frying something illegal.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You kind of were.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I was deep-frying my LUNGS.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay so this strain — Leafly says it'll out you to your landlord, your dog, AND your Uber driver. Simultaneously.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> All three. At once. Like a funk trifecta.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> A funk trifecta.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I had to spray everything. I sprayed the couch. I sprayed the curtains. I sprayed the dog.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You did not spray the dog.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Lightly! A light mist!<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> He was fine. He was fragrant.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay. So how was the actual... effect.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay so this is where I'm gonna be honest with you.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Mhm.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Leafly's reviewer described the onset as — and this killed me — like "taking off a pair of too-tight shoes after a marathon."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's so specific.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That is EXACTLY what it felt like.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Really.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I sat down. My shoulders dropped about four inches. And I just went... oh.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Oh, this is the good one.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> So body melt.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Full body melt. Indica-leaning. And then this little wave of giggles, like you can feel your mood lift, and then about forty-five minutes later —<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Asleep.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Asleep on the floor. Next to the dog. Who still smelled like Febreze.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's 4.7 stars on Leafl...</p>]]>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Daisy and Astoria taste-test Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year — Hash Burger — and unpack the biggest cannabis policy shifts of June 2026, from Virginia's retail deal to the federal Schedule III move.</p>
<p>In this episode:</p>
<ul>
<li>Hash Burger named Leafly's official Strain of the Year 2025, averaging around 33% THC — Leafly flags it as unsuitable for newcomers or low-tolerance users.</li>
<li>The lineage: Double Burger (Donny Burger × GMO) crossed with Han Solo Hash Plant (Han Solo Burger × Black Triangle Kush) — a family reunion of stinky burgers.</li>
<li>Flavor profile of garlic, onion, cheese, and pepper over a skunky, ammonia-tinted base — Leafly calls the funk impossible to conceal.</li>
<li>Onset described by Leafly's reviewer as "taking off a pair of too-tight shoes after a marathon"; body melt, giggles, then sleep. 4.7/5 stars.</li>
<li>Virginia: Gov. Abigail Spanberger and legislative leaders reached a deal on June 15, 2026 to legalize recreational marijuana sales via the state budget — possession has been legal since 2021.</li>
<li>Federal: DOJ and DEA placed FDA-approved marijuana products and state-licensed medical marijuana into Schedule III, with a broader rescheduling hearing set to begin June 29, 2026.</li>
<li>The drug-testing industry is openly lobbying against rescheduling — the pee-cup lobby fighting for its life.</li>
<li>Illinois: Gov. JB Pritzker signed an omnibus bill doubling adult possession limits while restricting hemp-derived THC products.</li>
</ul>
<p>Sources:</p>
<ul>
<li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/news/strains-products/hash-burger-leafly-strain-of-the-year-2025">Leafly: Hash Burger — Strain of the Year 2025</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/virginia-cannabis-sales-legalization-deal-reached-newsletter-june-15-2026/">Marijuana Moment: Virginia cannabis sales deal (June 15, 2026)</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.justice.gov/opa/pr/justice-department-places-fda-approved-marijuana-products-and-products-containing-marijuana">DOJ: Schedule III placement for FDA-approved marijuana products</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/drug-testing-industry-tries-to-block-cannabis-rescheduling-newsletter-june-12-2026/">Marijuana Moment: Drug-testing industry vs. rescheduling (June 12, 2026)</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/">Marijuana Moment</a></li>
</ul>
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<p><b>Full transcript</b></p>
<p><strong>Daisy:</strong> —no but that's the thing, I'm standing in the dispensary, right, and the budtender goes, "you want the Hash Burger?" and I genuinely thought he was telling me where to get lunch.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Wait.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I said, "is it close?" Astoria. I said "is it close" to the budtender.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> He just stared at me.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay so you didn't know it was a strain.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I did NOT know it was a strain. I thought we were getting sliders.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> In your defense, it's called Hash Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Thank you!<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That is a sandwich name.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's a sandwich name! It sounds like something you order at 2 a.m. and immediately regret.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay but here's the thing — Leafly named it Strain of the Year. Like, officially. 2025.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Strain of the YEAR.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Of the year.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's like the Oscars but for getting destroyed on your couch.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It really is.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And the lineage is INSANE. Hold on, let me — it's Double Burger crossed with Han Solo Hash Plant.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Which is itself Han Solo Burger crossed with Black Triangle Kush.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's burgers all the way down.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's a family reunion of stinky burgers.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> A family reunion of stinky burgers. That's the tagline.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Put it on the jar.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay so I get it home —<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Wait, what's the THC on it?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Around thirty-three percent.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I know.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy, Leafly literally says — and I'm quoting — "unsuitable for newcomers or low-tolerance users."<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I am not a newcomer.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You're not low-tolerance, but you are a person who once cried at a Sbarro.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That was unrelated.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Sure.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That was a sad week!<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay, okay.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So I open the jar.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Mhm.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Astoria. My apartment immediately smelled like a White Castle parking lot at 2 a.m.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I am not exaggerating. Garlic. Onion. Cheese. Pepper. And underneath it, this skunky, like... ammonia note?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's the official Leafly description, by the way. Garlic, onion, cheese, pepper, on a skunky base.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It smells like a TGI Fridays appetizer sampler had a baby with a gym bag.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And Leafly straight up says the funk is impossible to conceal.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Impossible.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> My dog left the room.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> No.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> My dog. Looked at me. Sighed. And left.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Your dog has standards now?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Apparently more than me.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And then — okay, this is the part — my landlord texts me.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> No.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> At like 9:15. He goes, "is everything okay up there."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Wait, what did he think was happening?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I don't know! I think he thought I was deep-frying something illegal.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You kind of were.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I was deep-frying my LUNGS.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay so this strain — Leafly says it'll out you to your landlord, your dog, AND your Uber driver. Simultaneously.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> All three. At once. Like a funk trifecta.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> A funk trifecta.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I had to spray everything. I sprayed the couch. I sprayed the curtains. I sprayed the dog.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You did not spray the dog.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Lightly! A light mist!<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> He was fine. He was fragrant.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay. So how was the actual... effect.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay so this is where I'm gonna be honest with you.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Mhm.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Leafly's reviewer described the onset as — and this killed me — like "taking off a pair of too-tight shoes after a marathon."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's so specific.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That is EXACTLY what it felt like.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Really.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I sat down. My shoulders dropped about four inches. And I just went... oh.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Oh, this is the good one.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> So body melt.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Full body melt. Indica-leaning. And then this little wave of giggles, like you can feel your mood lift, and then about forty-five minutes later —<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Asleep.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Asleep on the floor. Next to the dog. Who still smelled like Febreze.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's 4.7 stars on Leafl...</p>]]>
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        <![CDATA[<p>This week we dig into Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year — Hash Burger — and a long-overdue legalization deal out of Virginia. One smells like a 2am cheeseburger having a crisis; the other is five years late to its own party.</p>
<p>In this episode:</p>
<ul>
  <li>Hash Burger named Leafly Strain of the Year 2025 — an indica-leaning hybrid testing around 33% THC on average</li>
  <li>The absurd lineage: Double Burger (Donny Burger × GMO) crossed with Han Solo Hash Plant (Han Solo Burger × Black Triangle Kush), descended from Chemdawg</li>
  <li>Bred by Respect &amp; Mrs. Respect of California Seed Bank with Skunk House Genetics' Skunk Master Flex</li>
  <li>Leafly's flavor description: "a heaping helping of umami: garlic, onion, cheese, and pepper atop a skunky, ammonia-tinted base"</li>
  <li>Reported effects: sleepy, relaxed, euphoric body relaxation — classic couch-lock; 4.7/5 user rating</li>
  <li>Virginia lawmakers and Gov. Abigail Spanberger reach a deal to legalize recreational cannabis sales through the state budget, targeted for June 2026</li>
  <li>Virginia legalized personal possession in 2021 but never built a legal retail market — this closes the loophole</li>
  <li>Timing note: the deal lands the same month the DEA opens an expanded rescheduling hearing on June 29</li>
</ul>
<p>Sources:</p>
<ul>
  <li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/news/strains-products/hash-burger-leafly-strain-of-the-year-2025">Leafly: Hash Burger — Strain of the Year 2025</a></li>
  <li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/virginia-cannabis-sales-legalization-deal-reached-newsletter-june-15-2026/">Marijuana Moment: Virginia cannabis sales legalization deal reached</a></li>
</ul>
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<p><b>Full transcript</b></p>
<p><strong>Daisy:</strong> —no but that's the thing, I genuinely thought it was a sandwich.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You thought what was a sandwich.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Hash Burger. I saw it on the menu at the dispensary and I was like, oh cute, the budtender's moonlighting.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy. It was at the WEED store.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I know that NOW.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh my god.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> In my defense, it's called Hash Burger. Like, the entire name is two foods.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Hash is a weed thing.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Hash is a breakfast thing.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay sure, in your house.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> In every house! Hash browns? Corned beef hash?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Corned beef— we are not doing this.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> We are doing this. Because this is Leafly's Strain of the Year. For 2025.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Right.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And it is named, officially, after a burger.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's named after a lineage of burgers, actually. Which I think is funnier.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Wait, what?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> So I looked this up. Hash Burger is a cross of Double Burger and Han Solo Hash Plant.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Han Solo Hash Plant.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> And Double Burger is Donny Burger crossed with GMO.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I'm sorry, Donny Burger?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Donny Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's a guy. That's somebody's uncle.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's a guy who runs a body shop in New Jersey.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Donny Burger has opinions about the Mets.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Donny Burger has a very specific way he wants his lawn cut.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay so the family tree is Donny Burger, Han Solo Burger, Double Burger, and then Hash Burger.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Correct.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> The breeders just gave up. They were tired. They ordered off a menu.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> They were like, what if the strain... was also dinner.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And then they bred it with Black Triangle Kush at some point in there, which sounds like a band that opens for a band you actually wanted to see.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I'm just saying, the Black Triangle Kush guys are LOADING in right now while everyone's at the merch table.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay but here's the thing that I need you to sit with.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> This strain tests around thirty-three percent THC.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Oh no.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> On average. Some cuts are higher.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's not a strain, that's a CONSEQUENCE.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's a life event.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Thirty-three percent. For an indica-leaning hybrid named after a sandwich.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's not a sandwich—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's CALLED a burger, Astoria.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> A burger is not a sandwich, that's a whole separate episode.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> You're right. Tabled. Tabled for later.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> But yes, thirty-three percent THC, indica-leaning. The Leafly write-up basically calls it couch-lock.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So it gets you horizontal.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Horizontal.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And it tastes like a burger.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay so I need to read you the actual flavor description because I cannot do it justice.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Please.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Leafly describes it as, quote, "a heaping helping of umami: garlic, onion, cheese, and pepper atop a skunky, ammonia-tinted base."<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> ...ammonia-tinted.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Ammonia-tinted.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> They put that in print. About a product. That people pay money for.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> And it has a four-point-seven out of five user rating.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> STOP.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> People LOVE it.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> People love the ammonia burger.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> People love the funk.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay so this is the most American plant we have ever talked about on this show.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Hands down.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's named after a burger, it smells like garlic and cheese, it gets you horizontal, and it's the strain of the YEAR.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's basically a Super Bowl ad.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's a Fourth of July parade in a jar.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay so I have to tell you what happened.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh god.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Because I tried it.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You tried Hash Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I tried Hash Burger. Last Tuesday.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> On a TUESDAY?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Yes, Astoria, on a Tuesday, like a normal woman with a normal life.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You are not a normal woman with a normal life.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's fair. So I get home, I have my little setup, I'm feeling cute, I'm feeling powerful.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Mm.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And I take ONE hit. One. Hit.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> At thirty-three percent.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I did not know that yet! I did not have the research brief, Astoria, I am not a journalist.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh my god.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So I take one hit, and immediately the flavor hits, and I'm like, why does my mouth taste like a sandwich.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Why does my mouth taste like a BURGER.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And not even a good burger! It tasted like a burger that was going through something.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> A burger with personal problems.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> A burger ...</p>]]>
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        <![CDATA[<p>This week we dig into Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year — Hash Burger — and a long-overdue legalization deal out of Virginia. One smells like a 2am cheeseburger having a crisis; the other is five years late to its own party.</p>
<p>In this episode:</p>
<ul>
  <li>Hash Burger named Leafly Strain of the Year 2025 — an indica-leaning hybrid testing around 33% THC on average</li>
  <li>The absurd lineage: Double Burger (Donny Burger × GMO) crossed with Han Solo Hash Plant (Han Solo Burger × Black Triangle Kush), descended from Chemdawg</li>
  <li>Bred by Respect &amp; Mrs. Respect of California Seed Bank with Skunk House Genetics' Skunk Master Flex</li>
  <li>Leafly's flavor description: "a heaping helping of umami: garlic, onion, cheese, and pepper atop a skunky, ammonia-tinted base"</li>
  <li>Reported effects: sleepy, relaxed, euphoric body relaxation — classic couch-lock; 4.7/5 user rating</li>
  <li>Virginia lawmakers and Gov. Abigail Spanberger reach a deal to legalize recreational cannabis sales through the state budget, targeted for June 2026</li>
  <li>Virginia legalized personal possession in 2021 but never built a legal retail market — this closes the loophole</li>
  <li>Timing note: the deal lands the same month the DEA opens an expanded rescheduling hearing on June 29</li>
</ul>
<p>Sources:</p>
<ul>
  <li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/news/strains-products/hash-burger-leafly-strain-of-the-year-2025">Leafly: Hash Burger — Strain of the Year 2025</a></li>
  <li><a href="https://www.marijuanamoment.net/virginia-cannabis-sales-legalization-deal-reached-newsletter-june-15-2026/">Marijuana Moment: Virginia cannabis sales legalization deal reached</a></li>
</ul>
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<p><b>Full transcript</b></p>
<p><strong>Daisy:</strong> —no but that's the thing, I genuinely thought it was a sandwich.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You thought what was a sandwich.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Hash Burger. I saw it on the menu at the dispensary and I was like, oh cute, the budtender's moonlighting.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy. It was at the WEED store.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I know that NOW.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh my god.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> In my defense, it's called Hash Burger. Like, the entire name is two foods.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Hash is a weed thing.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Hash is a breakfast thing.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay sure, in your house.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> In every house! Hash browns? Corned beef hash?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Corned beef— we are not doing this.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> We are doing this. Because this is Leafly's Strain of the Year. For 2025.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Right.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And it is named, officially, after a burger.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's named after a lineage of burgers, actually. Which I think is funnier.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Wait, what?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> So I looked this up. Hash Burger is a cross of Double Burger and Han Solo Hash Plant.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Han Solo Hash Plant.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> And Double Burger is Donny Burger crossed with GMO.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I'm sorry, Donny Burger?<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Donny Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's a guy. That's somebody's uncle.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's a guy who runs a body shop in New Jersey.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Donny Burger has opinions about the Mets.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Donny Burger has a very specific way he wants his lawn cut.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay so the family tree is Donny Burger, Han Solo Burger, Double Burger, and then Hash Burger.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Correct.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> The breeders just gave up. They were tired. They ordered off a menu.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> They were like, what if the strain... was also dinner.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And then they bred it with Black Triangle Kush at some point in there, which sounds like a band that opens for a band you actually wanted to see.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I'm just saying, the Black Triangle Kush guys are LOADING in right now while everyone's at the merch table.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay but here's the thing that I need you to sit with.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> This strain tests around thirty-three percent THC.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Oh no.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> On average. Some cuts are higher.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's not a strain, that's a CONSEQUENCE.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's a life event.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Thirty-three percent. For an indica-leaning hybrid named after a sandwich.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's not a sandwich—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's CALLED a burger, Astoria.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> A burger is not a sandwich, that's a whole separate episode.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> You're right. Tabled. Tabled for later.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> But yes, thirty-three percent THC, indica-leaning. The Leafly write-up basically calls it couch-lock.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So it gets you horizontal.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Horizontal.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And it tastes like a burger.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay so I need to read you the actual flavor description because I cannot do it justice.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Please.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Leafly describes it as, quote, "a heaping helping of umami: garlic, onion, cheese, and pepper atop a skunky, ammonia-tinted base."<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> ...ammonia-tinted.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Ammonia-tinted.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> They put that in print. About a product. That people pay money for.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> And it has a four-point-seven out of five user rating.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> STOP.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> People LOVE it.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> People love the ammonia burger.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> People love the funk.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay so this is the most American plant we have ever talked about on this show.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Hands down.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's named after a burger, it smells like garlic and cheese, it gets you horizontal, and it's the strain of the YEAR.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It's basically a Super Bowl ad.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's a Fourth of July parade in a jar.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay so I have to tell you what happened.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh god.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Because I tried it.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You tried Hash Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I tried Hash Burger. Last Tuesday.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> On a TUESDAY?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Yes, Astoria, on a Tuesday, like a normal woman with a normal life.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You are not a normal woman with a normal life.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's fair. So I get home, I have my little setup, I'm feeling cute, I'm feeling powerful.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Mm.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And I take ONE hit. One. Hit.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> At thirty-three percent.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I did not know that yet! I did not have the research brief, Astoria, I am not a journalist.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh my god.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So I take one hit, and immediately the flavor hits, and I'm like, why does my mouth taste like a sandwich.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Why does my mouth taste like a BURGER.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And not even a good burger! It tasted like a burger that was going through something.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> A burger with personal problems.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> A burger ...</p>]]>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2026 06:26:36 -0500</pubDate>
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      <itunes:summary>Leafly crowned Hash Burger — a 33% THC indica-hybrid that tastes like garlic, cheese, and ammonia — Strain of the Year 2025. Plus: Virginia finally cuts a deal to legalize recreational cannabis sales, five years after legalizing possession.</itunes:summary>
      <itunes:subtitle>Leafly crowned Hash Burger — a 33% THC indica-hybrid that tastes like garlic, cheese, and ammonia — Strain of the Year 2025. Plus: Virginia finally cuts a deal to legalize recreational cannabis sales, five years after legalizing possession.</itunes:subtitle>
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      <title>Hash Burger: Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year + Virginia Rec Sales &amp; DEA Rescheduling Fight</title>
      <itunes:title>Hash Burger: Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year + Virginia Rec Sales &amp; DEA Rescheduling Fight</itunes:title>
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        <![CDATA[<p>Daisy licks a jar of Hash Burger and tries to explain to Astoria why Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year tastes like ammonia, onion, and cheese. Then the couch becomes a planet and the conversation drifts to Virginia, the DEA, and Germany.</p>
<p><strong>In this episode:</strong></p>
<ul>
  <li>Hash Burger — a ~60/40 indica-leaning hybrid crossing GMO, Donny Burger, and Triangle Kush.</li>
  <li>Why Leafly literally lists "funk" and "umami" as flavor notes (earthy, ammonia, pepper, cheese, onion).</li>
  <li>Reported effects: sleepy, relaxed, euphoric — plus dry mouth, headache, and paranoia.</li>
  <li>Leafly crowned Hash Burger its 2025 Strain of the Year over every cookie-cross on the shelf.</li>
  <li>Prohibitionist groups petitioned the D.C. Circuit on June 15 to stay the Trump administration's April order moving cannabis to Schedule III; DEA's substantive hearing is set for June 29, 2026.</li>
  <li>Virginia's compromise after Gov. Abigail Spanberger's April veto: adult-use retail launches July 1, 2027, with a two-ounce per-transaction cap and an 8% excise tax after a two-year ramp.</li>
  <li>Quebec's SQDC posted C$809.5M in fiscal 2025–26 sales (+10.7% volume) and C$132.4M net income across 110 stores.</li>
  <li>Germany and Austria authorized Exilby (VER-01), Europe's first pharmaceutical-grade full-spectrum cannabis extract, for chronic lower back pain — commercial launch September 2026. Plus Aurora's FY2026: C$321M revenue (+11%), C$53.8M adjusted EBITDA (+32%).</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Sources:</strong></p>
<ul>
  <li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/strains/hash-burger">Leafly: Hash Burger strain profile</a></li>
  <li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/strains/lists/curated/leafly-strain-of-year-winners">Leafly: Strain of the Year winners</a></li>
  <li><a href="https://businessofcannabis.com/cannabis-news-today-monday-15-june-2026-rescheduling-faces-court-stay-bid-as-virginia-seals-a-retail-deal">Business of Cannabis: rescheduling stay bid, Virginia retail deal, SQDC, Exilby, Aurora</a></li>
</ul>
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<p><b>Full transcript</b></p>
<p><strong>Daisy:</strong> —no, no, no, you don't understand, I licked the jar.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You what.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I LICKED the jar, Astoria.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Why would you do that.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Because it smelled like a hibachi grill and I missed dinner.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay, hold on, back up. You're telling me you opened your new little jar of weed, and instead of, I don't know, smelling it like a normal person—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I smelled it like a normal person FIRST.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And then my brain went, "that is a steakhouse." And then my mouth went, "investigate."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Your mouth went investigate.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> My mouth is its own guy. He doesn't check in.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> So this is the Hash Burger thing.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> This is the Hash Burger thing. This is our recommendation today, by the way, sort of. With a giant asterisk.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> A giant Daisy-shaped asterisk.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Listen. Leafly named it Strain of the Year. Twenty twenty-five.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Right.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> STRAIN of the YEAR.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> I heard you.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Out of every cookie cross with a gas station name. Out of every "Rainbow Birthday Sherbet Number Nine." This one won. And it tastes like... ammonia.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Ammonia.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Ammonia. Onion. Cheese. Pepper. There is a real, official, Leafly-on-the-record flavor note that is just the word "funk."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> The word funk is doing a LOT of work.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> They literally call it umami. Like it's a broth.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay but I have to push back a little.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Push.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Strain of the Year is a vibe award. It's not like the Oscars. It's not like a panel of scientists sat down—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It should be the Oscars.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It is not the Oscars.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I want a red carpet. I want Hash Burger in a little tuxedo.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Hash Burger would show up to the Oscars smelling like a hibachi grill and get kicked out.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Honestly, fair.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> My point is, just because it won doesn't mean YOU are obligated to lick the jar.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Astoria. Astoria. When has a label ever stopped me.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's true. You once ate a candle.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It said "edible-grade soy." I made a decision.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It said FOR DECORATION.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's marketing.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh my God.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay so back to the burger.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Yes please.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's a hybrid. It's a little indica-leaning. Sixty-forty, ish. The genetics, and I'm gonna say these words like I know them—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Go.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> GMO, Donny Burger, Triangle Kush.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> GMO is a real strain name?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> GMO is a real strain name.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That feels like a prank.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Everything in this industry feels like a prank. I've stopped fighting it.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Donny Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Donny.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Like a guy in a Hawaiian shirt who runs a marina.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Donny's been there since the seventies. Donny knows where the bodies are buried. Donny invented this strain by accident.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Anyway, effects-wise, people report sleepy, relaxed, euphoric. Which is the holy trinity if you're trying to not be conscious at nine PM on a Tuesday.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Which is your entire personality.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Which is my entire brand, yes.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Adverse stuff?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Cottonmouth, headache, and the big one — paranoia.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Mmm.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So if you are a person whose brain, when given the chance, will write a forty-five minute play about whether your dentist hates you—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> —this might not be your move.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Has your dentist ever given you any indication—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> My dentist has never been anything but lovely.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> But have you SEEN how she looks at me when I say I floss.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> She KNOWS.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Everybody's dentist knows. That's the deal. You sign up for that when you skip flossing.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I refuse.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay so — the anecdote. You licked the jar. Then what.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay. So. Context. I had been promised a, a chill little Sunday. My friend was gonna come over, we were gonna watch something, I was gonna roll one little thing.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> One little thing.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> One. Little. Thing.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> I've never seen you do one little thing in your life.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That is a separate conversation.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> My friend cancels. Which, fine. I'm an adult. I have hobbies. I have... I have a window I can look out of.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You have a window.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I have a window. So I open the jar, and the smell hits me, and I'm ...</p>]]>
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      <content:encoded>
        <![CDATA[<p>Daisy licks a jar of Hash Burger and tries to explain to Astoria why Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year tastes like ammonia, onion, and cheese. Then the couch becomes a planet and the conversation drifts to Virginia, the DEA, and Germany.</p>
<p><strong>In this episode:</strong></p>
<ul>
  <li>Hash Burger — a ~60/40 indica-leaning hybrid crossing GMO, Donny Burger, and Triangle Kush.</li>
  <li>Why Leafly literally lists "funk" and "umami" as flavor notes (earthy, ammonia, pepper, cheese, onion).</li>
  <li>Reported effects: sleepy, relaxed, euphoric — plus dry mouth, headache, and paranoia.</li>
  <li>Leafly crowned Hash Burger its 2025 Strain of the Year over every cookie-cross on the shelf.</li>
  <li>Prohibitionist groups petitioned the D.C. Circuit on June 15 to stay the Trump administration's April order moving cannabis to Schedule III; DEA's substantive hearing is set for June 29, 2026.</li>
  <li>Virginia's compromise after Gov. Abigail Spanberger's April veto: adult-use retail launches July 1, 2027, with a two-ounce per-transaction cap and an 8% excise tax after a two-year ramp.</li>
  <li>Quebec's SQDC posted C$809.5M in fiscal 2025–26 sales (+10.7% volume) and C$132.4M net income across 110 stores.</li>
  <li>Germany and Austria authorized Exilby (VER-01), Europe's first pharmaceutical-grade full-spectrum cannabis extract, for chronic lower back pain — commercial launch September 2026. Plus Aurora's FY2026: C$321M revenue (+11%), C$53.8M adjusted EBITDA (+32%).</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Sources:</strong></p>
<ul>
  <li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/strains/hash-burger">Leafly: Hash Burger strain profile</a></li>
  <li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/strains/lists/curated/leafly-strain-of-year-winners">Leafly: Strain of the Year winners</a></li>
  <li><a href="https://businessofcannabis.com/cannabis-news-today-monday-15-june-2026-rescheduling-faces-court-stay-bid-as-virginia-seals-a-retail-deal">Business of Cannabis: rescheduling stay bid, Virginia retail deal, SQDC, Exilby, Aurora</a></li>
</ul>
<p>Subscribe: mncannabishub.com</p>


<p><b>Full transcript</b></p>
<p><strong>Daisy:</strong> —no, no, no, you don't understand, I licked the jar.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You what.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I LICKED the jar, Astoria.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Why would you do that.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Because it smelled like a hibachi grill and I missed dinner.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay, hold on, back up. You're telling me you opened your new little jar of weed, and instead of, I don't know, smelling it like a normal person—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I smelled it like a normal person FIRST.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> And then my brain went, "that is a steakhouse." And then my mouth went, "investigate."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Your mouth went investigate.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> My mouth is its own guy. He doesn't check in.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> So this is the Hash Burger thing.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> This is the Hash Burger thing. This is our recommendation today, by the way, sort of. With a giant asterisk.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> A giant Daisy-shaped asterisk.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Listen. Leafly named it Strain of the Year. Twenty twenty-five.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Right.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> STRAIN of the YEAR.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> I heard you.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Out of every cookie cross with a gas station name. Out of every "Rainbow Birthday Sherbet Number Nine." This one won. And it tastes like... ammonia.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Ammonia.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Ammonia. Onion. Cheese. Pepper. There is a real, official, Leafly-on-the-record flavor note that is just the word "funk."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> The word funk is doing a LOT of work.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> They literally call it umami. Like it's a broth.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay but I have to push back a little.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Push.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Strain of the Year is a vibe award. It's not like the Oscars. It's not like a panel of scientists sat down—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It should be the Oscars.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It is not the Oscars.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I want a red carpet. I want Hash Burger in a little tuxedo.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Hash Burger would show up to the Oscars smelling like a hibachi grill and get kicked out.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Honestly, fair.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> My point is, just because it won doesn't mean YOU are obligated to lick the jar.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Astoria. Astoria. When has a label ever stopped me.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's true. You once ate a candle.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It said "edible-grade soy." I made a decision.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> It said FOR DECORATION.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's marketing.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh my God.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay so back to the burger.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Yes please.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's a hybrid. It's a little indica-leaning. Sixty-forty, ish. The genetics, and I'm gonna say these words like I know them—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Go.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> GMO, Donny Burger, Triangle Kush.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> GMO is a real strain name?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> GMO is a real strain name.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That feels like a prank.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Everything in this industry feels like a prank. I've stopped fighting it.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Donny Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Donny.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Like a guy in a Hawaiian shirt who runs a marina.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Donny's been there since the seventies. Donny knows where the bodies are buried. Donny invented this strain by accident.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Anyway, effects-wise, people report sleepy, relaxed, euphoric. Which is the holy trinity if you're trying to not be conscious at nine PM on a Tuesday.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Which is your entire personality.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Which is my entire brand, yes.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Adverse stuff?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Cottonmouth, headache, and the big one — paranoia.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Mmm.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So if you are a person whose brain, when given the chance, will write a forty-five minute play about whether your dentist hates you—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> —this might not be your move.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Has your dentist ever given you any indication—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> My dentist has never been anything but lovely.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> But have you SEEN how she looks at me when I say I floss.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> She KNOWS.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Everybody's dentist knows. That's the deal. You sign up for that when you skip flossing.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I refuse.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay so — the anecdote. You licked the jar. Then what.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Okay. So. Context. I had been promised a, a chill little Sunday. My friend was gonna come over, we were gonna watch something, I was gonna roll one little thing.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> One little thing.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> One. Little. Thing.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> I've never seen you do one little thing in your life.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That is a separate conversation.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> My friend cancels. Which, fine. I'm an adult. I have hobbies. I have... I have a window I can look out of.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You have a window.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I have a window. So I open the jar, and the smell hits me, and I'm ...</p>]]>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2026 20:26:42 -0500</pubDate>
      <author>Leah P.</author>
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      <itunes:duration>691</itunes:duration>
      <itunes:summary>Daisy licks the jar of Hash Burger — Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year — and explains why this GMO x Donny Burger x Triangle Kush hybrid smells like a hibachi grill. Plus Virginia's 2027 rec launch, the DEA Schedule III court fight, and Germany's Exilby approval.</itunes:summary>
      <itunes:subtitle>Daisy licks the jar of Hash Burger — Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year — and explains why this GMO x Donny Burger x Triangle Kush hybrid smells like a hibachi grill. Plus Virginia's 2027 rec launch, the DEA Schedule III court fight, and Germany's Exilby ap</itunes:subtitle>
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      <title>Highly Recommended — June 14, 2026</title>
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        <![CDATA[Leah G. highly recommends First Class Funk, an indica-dominant hybrid strain purchased from Legacy Cannabis on Lyndale Ave South in Minneapolis. She describes this cross of GMO and Jet Fuel Gelato as uniquely relaxing and giggly, with a distinct peppery, gassy, diesel aroma and taste. The episode also features tales of a chaotic week, a disastrous attempt at baking a lemon meringue pie, and a passionate hot take on the phrase "It is what it is."

Key Highlights:
• Leah G. reviews First Class Funk, an indica-dominant hybrid strain from Legacy Cannabis in Minneapolis.
• She praises First Class Funk for its relaxing and giggly effects, along with its unique peppery, gassy, diesel scent and taste.
• The host shares a humorous story about her failed attempt to bake a lemon meringue pie after consuming edibles.
• Leah delivers a strong hot take, criticizing the phrase "It is what it is" as a lazy and unhelpful response.

Topics: First Class Funk, Legacy Cannabis, Minneapolis, cannabis strain review, indica-dominant hybrid, GMO, Jet Fuel Gelato, edibles, baking, hot take, MN Cannabis Hub, podcast

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TRANSCRIPT

(Upbeat, slightly chaotic synth intro music fades in and then fades to a low background hum)

What is UP, Highly Recommended listeners, and welcome back to the only podcast that matters on a Tuesday afternoon… or, wait, is it Wednesday? Hold on. It’s… it’s Sunday. Wow. Okay. So, my week has been a week. Bartholomew, my cat, the furry orange agent of chaos, has discovered that he can open the kitchen cabinets. I found him sleeping in my big pasta pot yesterday. Just, curled up in there like a little marinara-scented angel. I didn’t have the heart to move him, so I guess we’re a salad household now. Anyway, that’s the energy we’re bringing to today’s show: the energy of giving up and ordering a pizza. And also, the energy of a truly, truly bizarrely fantastic strain that I am now obsessed with. So, let’s get into it.

This week, I am highly, *highly* recommending a strain called First Class Funk. And yes, it is as fun to say as it is to smoke. I picked this up over at Legacy Cannabis in Minneapolis. You know, the one over on Lyndale Ave South. So, First Class Funk is an indica-dominant hybrid, a cross between GMO and Jet Fuel Gelato. And the effects are just… chef’s kiss. It’s somehow both completely relaxing and also makes you super giggly. You know that feeling when you get a joke like, a full thirty seconds after everyone else? This is the strain for that moment. It’s pure, unadulterated bliss. But the smell. Okay. The smell is where it gets weird, in the best way. It’s got this peppery, gassy, diesel thing going on. It’s like you’re at a gas station that also sells high-end spices. It sounds wrong, but it smells so, so right. The taste is just as wild—peppery and a little earthy. This is the perfect strain for the activity of… and hear me out… watching old, terrible reality TV shows. You need something that’s going to make you laugh at a woman throwing a glass of wine in another woman’s face for the fifth time. This is that strain. First Class Funk. Go get it.

Alright, so speaking of things going sideways, let me tell you about my attempt to become a person who… bakes. I got absolutely wrecked on some edibles last Saturday and decided, in my infinite wisdom, that what I needed to do at 10 p.m. was bake a lemon meringue pie. From scratch. I saw a picture of one, and it was like a siren song. A beautiful, lemony, fluffy siren song. So I pull up a recipe on my phone, and immediately, it’s asking for things I don’t have. Like a zester. Who has a zester? I used a cheese grater. My knuckles will never be the same. Then it’s telling me to separate eight eggs. EIGHT. I’ve never held eight eggs at one time in my life. I felt like a dragon protecting its hoard. I’m standing there, covered in what I can only describe as ‘egg dust,’ and I realize I’ve been mixing the egg WHITES into the lemon curd part. And the yolks are just sitting there, looking at me. Judging me. Bartholomew is on the counter, batting at the shells. It’s a scene. I decide to just… keep going. Forge ahead. What’s the worst that can happen? The ‘meringue,’ which was basically just sad, sugary egg yolks, turned a color I can only describe as ‘greige’ in the oven. The whole thing looked less like a pie and more like a failed science experiment. I ended up eating cereal over the sink. So, yeah. That was my journey into domesticity. It was short-lived.

Okay, time for a hot take. You know what needs to stop? The phrase, "It is what it is." No. I refuse. It’s the verbal equivalent of a shrug. It’s a conversational dead end. You tell someone your flight got cancelled, your car broke down, and your favorite coffee shop is out of oat milk, and they hit you with, "Well, it is what it is." Really? That’s all you’ve got? It’s the laziest possible response. It’s not profound. It’s not comforting. It’s just… four words that mean absolutely nothing. What if we replaced it with something better? Like, "That sounds profoundly annoying," or "Do you need me to help you burn something down?" See? Much more productive. "It is what it is" is the participation trophy of empathy. We can do better. We MUST do better. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

And that, my friends, is our show for this week. A journey through funky strains, failed pies, and righteous indignation. Next week, I’m not sure what I’m reviewing, but I have my eye on something that smells like it was grown in a library in another dimension. It’s gonna be weird. In the meantime, if you want the actual, serious, grown-up news about cannabis in our great state, you should be checking out the MN Cannabis Hub. They’ve got all the legislative updates and real journalism. I’m just here for the chaos. Alright, I’m Leah G., this has been Highly Recommended. Go be weird, Minneapolis.]]>
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        <![CDATA[Leah G. highly recommends First Class Funk, an indica-dominant hybrid strain purchased from Legacy Cannabis on Lyndale Ave South in Minneapolis. She describes this cross of GMO and Jet Fuel Gelato as uniquely relaxing and giggly, with a distinct peppery, gassy, diesel aroma and taste. The episode also features tales of a chaotic week, a disastrous attempt at baking a lemon meringue pie, and a passionate hot take on the phrase "It is what it is."

Key Highlights:
• Leah G. reviews First Class Funk, an indica-dominant hybrid strain from Legacy Cannabis in Minneapolis.
• She praises First Class Funk for its relaxing and giggly effects, along with its unique peppery, gassy, diesel scent and taste.
• The host shares a humorous story about her failed attempt to bake a lemon meringue pie after consuming edibles.
• Leah delivers a strong hot take, criticizing the phrase "It is what it is" as a lazy and unhelpful response.

Topics: First Class Funk, Legacy Cannabis, Minneapolis, cannabis strain review, indica-dominant hybrid, GMO, Jet Fuel Gelato, edibles, baking, hot take, MN Cannabis Hub, podcast

---
TRANSCRIPT

(Upbeat, slightly chaotic synth intro music fades in and then fades to a low background hum)

What is UP, Highly Recommended listeners, and welcome back to the only podcast that matters on a Tuesday afternoon… or, wait, is it Wednesday? Hold on. It’s… it’s Sunday. Wow. Okay. So, my week has been a week. Bartholomew, my cat, the furry orange agent of chaos, has discovered that he can open the kitchen cabinets. I found him sleeping in my big pasta pot yesterday. Just, curled up in there like a little marinara-scented angel. I didn’t have the heart to move him, so I guess we’re a salad household now. Anyway, that’s the energy we’re bringing to today’s show: the energy of giving up and ordering a pizza. And also, the energy of a truly, truly bizarrely fantastic strain that I am now obsessed with. So, let’s get into it.

This week, I am highly, *highly* recommending a strain called First Class Funk. And yes, it is as fun to say as it is to smoke. I picked this up over at Legacy Cannabis in Minneapolis. You know, the one over on Lyndale Ave South. So, First Class Funk is an indica-dominant hybrid, a cross between GMO and Jet Fuel Gelato. And the effects are just… chef’s kiss. It’s somehow both completely relaxing and also makes you super giggly. You know that feeling when you get a joke like, a full thirty seconds after everyone else? This is the strain for that moment. It’s pure, unadulterated bliss. But the smell. Okay. The smell is where it gets weird, in the best way. It’s got this peppery, gassy, diesel thing going on. It’s like you’re at a gas station that also sells high-end spices. It sounds wrong, but it smells so, so right. The taste is just as wild—peppery and a little earthy. This is the perfect strain for the activity of… and hear me out… watching old, terrible reality TV shows. You need something that’s going to make you laugh at a woman throwing a glass of wine in another woman’s face for the fifth time. This is that strain. First Class Funk. Go get it.

Alright, so speaking of things going sideways, let me tell you about my attempt to become a person who… bakes. I got absolutely wrecked on some edibles last Saturday and decided, in my infinite wisdom, that what I needed to do at 10 p.m. was bake a lemon meringue pie. From scratch. I saw a picture of one, and it was like a siren song. A beautiful, lemony, fluffy siren song. So I pull up a recipe on my phone, and immediately, it’s asking for things I don’t have. Like a zester. Who has a zester? I used a cheese grater. My knuckles will never be the same. Then it’s telling me to separate eight eggs. EIGHT. I’ve never held eight eggs at one time in my life. I felt like a dragon protecting its hoard. I’m standing there, covered in what I can only describe as ‘egg dust,’ and I realize I’ve been mixing the egg WHITES into the lemon curd part. And the yolks are just sitting there, looking at me. Judging me. Bartholomew is on the counter, batting at the shells. It’s a scene. I decide to just… keep going. Forge ahead. What’s the worst that can happen? The ‘meringue,’ which was basically just sad, sugary egg yolks, turned a color I can only describe as ‘greige’ in the oven. The whole thing looked less like a pie and more like a failed science experiment. I ended up eating cereal over the sink. So, yeah. That was my journey into domesticity. It was short-lived.

Okay, time for a hot take. You know what needs to stop? The phrase, "It is what it is." No. I refuse. It’s the verbal equivalent of a shrug. It’s a conversational dead end. You tell someone your flight got cancelled, your car broke down, and your favorite coffee shop is out of oat milk, and they hit you with, "Well, it is what it is." Really? That’s all you’ve got? It’s the laziest possible response. It’s not profound. It’s not comforting. It’s just… four words that mean absolutely nothing. What if we replaced it with something better? Like, "That sounds profoundly annoying," or "Do you need me to help you burn something down?" See? Much more productive. "It is what it is" is the participation trophy of empathy. We can do better. We MUST do better. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

And that, my friends, is our show for this week. A journey through funky strains, failed pies, and righteous indignation. Next week, I’m not sure what I’m reviewing, but I have my eye on something that smells like it was grown in a library in another dimension. It’s gonna be weird. In the meantime, if you want the actual, serious, grown-up news about cannabis in our great state, you should be checking out the MN Cannabis Hub. They’ve got all the legislative updates and real journalism. I’m just here for the chaos. Alright, I’m Leah G., this has been Highly Recommended. Go be weird, Minneapolis.]]>
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        <![CDATA[This week on Highly Recommended, host Leah G reviews the uniquely savory and creamy Zesty Parm strain, an indica-dominant hybrid found at Strains of the Earth in Jordan, a short drive from Minneapolis. She details its bizarre aroma and flavor profile, describing an initial rush of mental clarity and euphoria that transitions into a warm, relaxing body high. Leah also recounts a hilarious cooking disaster and delivers a passionate hot take on the phrase "trust the process."

Key Highlights:
• Leah G reviews Zesty Parm, an indica-dominant hybrid from Strains of the Earth in Jordan, describing its bizarre savory aroma and euphoric, relaxing high.
• She recounts a hilarious kitchen mishap where she accidentally used lavender bath salts instead of sugar in her fancy tomato soup recipe.
• Leah delivers a passionate hot take, arguing that the phrase "trust the process" is the most useless advice ever invented.
• Listeners are encouraged to visit Strains of the Earth in Jordan, a dispensary housed in a gorgeous old brewery building with an immaculate vibe.

Topics: Zesty Parm, Strains of the Earth, Jordan, Minneapolis, cannabis review, hybrid strain, cooking disaster, hot takes, trust the process, Bartholomew, MN Cannabis Hub

---
TRANSCRIPT

(Upbeat, slightly chaotic indie music plays for about 10 seconds, then fades)

Leah G: Oh my god, you guys. Welcome to Highly Recommended. I am your host, Leah G, and I am broadcasting live from a pile of unfolded laundry that has officially become a permanent feature of my apartment. Bartholomew, my cat, my furry little chaos agent, has decided it's his new throne. He knocked a full cup of water all over it yesterday, so now it’s… damp. It’s a damp throne. And you know what? He deserves it. He’s a king. Anyway, I’ve been so deep in a Wikipedia hole about the history of the spork this week that I have forgotten to eat actual meals more than once. So if I sound a little floaty, it’s because I’m currently powered by half a bag of salt and vinegar chips and the sheer force of my own enthusiasm. Today, we are going to talk about a strain that sounds like it was named by an Italian grandmother who just discovered a grinder. It’s weird, it’s wonderful, let’s get into it.

(Short musical transition)

Alright, so this week I took a little field trip. A pilgrimage, if you will. I drove out to Jordan, which is like, a totally manageable 40-ish minute drive from Minneapolis, and you gotta do it, you have to. I went to this dispensary called Strains of the Earth. It's in this gorgeous old brewery building, they have a consumption lounge, the whole vibe is just... immaculate. And I went for one reason: a strain I saw on their menu that broke my brain. It’s called Zesty Parm. Yes. Like the cheese. And I am here to tell you, it is a journey.

So, Zesty Parm is technically a hybrid, a little bit indica-dominant. And when you open the bag… whoa. It does not smell like weed in the way you’re used to. It smells like someone is cooking a very strange, very delicious meal in another room. You get this sharp, peppery, herbal thing right up front, and then underneath it, there’s this wave of what is unmistakably a savory, creamy, almost cheesy smell. It’s like a fairy sneezed in a spice cabinet that happens to be next to a deli. It is bizarre and I am obsessed with it. The taste is just as wild—you get the citrus and the spice, but on the exhale, man, there's this funky, earthy flavor that just lingers.

The high is what really sells it, though. It comes on super bright and happy. I felt this immediate rush of… I can only describe it as "mental clarity." Suddenly, I wanted to organize my bookshelf and maybe finally learn how to properly fold a fitted sheet. It’s super euphoric and focused at first. And then, just as you’re about to start color-coding your entire life, this lovely, warm, relaxing feeling just melts down your body. It’s the perfect strain for after work when you need to switch gears from chaos-mode to chill-mode but you still want to be, you know, a person. I paired it with watching old episodes of Grand Designs and just feeling deeply satisfied with other people’s architectural choices. You can find this magnificent weirdo, Zesty Parm, at Strains of the Earth out in Jordan. Highly, highly recommended.

(Short musical transition)

So. Speaking of needing to chill out. I had a classic Leah G moment this past Tuesday. I’d just enjoyed a little bit of that Zesty Parm, feeling focused, feeling good, and I decide, you know what? I’m going to make that fancy tomato soup recipe I saved three months ago. The one that requires roasting the tomatoes and doing things with an immersion blender, which is already a high-risk kitchen appliance for me. So I’ve got the tomatoes in the oven, my apartment smells amazing, Bartholomew is trying to trip me at every turn, as is his sacred duty. I’m feeling like a domestic goddess. The recipe says to add a pinch of sugar to the soup to balance the acidity of the tomatoes. A pinch.

I reach into the cupboard, I grab the container I *think* is sugar. It’s in a little glass jar, looks right. I’m not measuring, of course, I’m an intuitive cook. An artist. I dump a very generous… let’s call it a "Leah pinch," into the pot. I stir it in, I’m feeling great. The soup is simmering. I go to grab a spoon to taste my masterpiece. And as I’m reaching for the drawer, I glance back at the counter and I see the actual jar of sugar. The one I always use. And next to it is the identical jar I just used. The one filled with… bath salts. Lavender-scented bath salts. I had made, not a balanced and delicious tomato soup, but a cauldron of hot, savory, lavender-scented tomato garbage water. I just stood there for a full minute, spoon in hand, having a complete existential crisis. Bartholomew looked up at me, blinked slowly, as if to say, "This is your path. This is the life you have chosen." I ended up ordering a pizza.

(Short musical transition)

Okay, hot take time. Can we please, as a society, stop telling people to "trust the process"? I hear it everywhere. At work, in movies, my yoga instructor said it last week right before I almost fell on my face. And I’ve decided it is the most useless phrase ever invented. What process? Whose process? Is it a good process? Because I have trusted many a process in my life that has led directly to disaster. Assembling IKEA furniture, for example. That’s a process. A process designed by Swedish chaos gods to test the limits of human sanity. I trusted that process and ended up with a bookcase that leaned at a 45-degree angle and a mysterious pile of "extra" screws. Following a new recipe? That’s a process! I trusted that process and ended up with soup that would be more at home in a spa than in a bowl. It’s a verbal shrug. It’s what you say when you have no actual advice to give but you want to sound wise and serene. It’s like saying "thoughts and prayers" to a broken dishwasher. No. I will not trust the process. I will question the process. I will interrogate the process. I will ask the process for its credentials. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

(Upbeat indie music fades back in)

And that is our show for this week, my friends. I’m already excited for next week, I’m going to be reviewing something that smells like it came from another dimension, in a good way. For real, fact-based Minnesota cannabis news and updates, because I am just a chaos agent with a microphone, please check out the folks at MN Cannabis Hub. They do the serious work. You can find me right back here next week, probably sitting in a slightly less damp pile of laundry. This has been Highly Recommended. Stay golden, Minneapolis.

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Key Highlights:
• Leah G reviews Zesty Parm, an indica-dominant hybrid from Strains of the Earth in Jordan, describing its bizarre savory aroma and euphoric, relaxing high.
• She recounts a hilarious kitchen mishap where she accidentally used lavender bath salts instead of sugar in her fancy tomato soup recipe.
• Leah delivers a passionate hot take, arguing that the phrase "trust the process" is the most useless advice ever invented.
• Listeners are encouraged to visit Strains of the Earth in Jordan, a dispensary housed in a gorgeous old brewery building with an immaculate vibe.

Topics: Zesty Parm, Strains of the Earth, Jordan, Minneapolis, cannabis review, hybrid strain, cooking disaster, hot takes, trust the process, Bartholomew, MN Cannabis Hub

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TRANSCRIPT

(Upbeat, slightly chaotic indie music plays for about 10 seconds, then fades)

Leah G: Oh my god, you guys. Welcome to Highly Recommended. I am your host, Leah G, and I am broadcasting live from a pile of unfolded laundry that has officially become a permanent feature of my apartment. Bartholomew, my cat, my furry little chaos agent, has decided it's his new throne. He knocked a full cup of water all over it yesterday, so now it’s… damp. It’s a damp throne. And you know what? He deserves it. He’s a king. Anyway, I’ve been so deep in a Wikipedia hole about the history of the spork this week that I have forgotten to eat actual meals more than once. So if I sound a little floaty, it’s because I’m currently powered by half a bag of salt and vinegar chips and the sheer force of my own enthusiasm. Today, we are going to talk about a strain that sounds like it was named by an Italian grandmother who just discovered a grinder. It’s weird, it’s wonderful, let’s get into it.

(Short musical transition)

Alright, so this week I took a little field trip. A pilgrimage, if you will. I drove out to Jordan, which is like, a totally manageable 40-ish minute drive from Minneapolis, and you gotta do it, you have to. I went to this dispensary called Strains of the Earth. It's in this gorgeous old brewery building, they have a consumption lounge, the whole vibe is just... immaculate. And I went for one reason: a strain I saw on their menu that broke my brain. It’s called Zesty Parm. Yes. Like the cheese. And I am here to tell you, it is a journey.

So, Zesty Parm is technically a hybrid, a little bit indica-dominant. And when you open the bag… whoa. It does not smell like weed in the way you’re used to. It smells like someone is cooking a very strange, very delicious meal in another room. You get this sharp, peppery, herbal thing right up front, and then underneath it, there’s this wave of what is unmistakably a savory, creamy, almost cheesy smell. It’s like a fairy sneezed in a spice cabinet that happens to be next to a deli. It is bizarre and I am obsessed with it. The taste is just as wild—you get the citrus and the spice, but on the exhale, man, there's this funky, earthy flavor that just lingers.

The high is what really sells it, though. It comes on super bright and happy. I felt this immediate rush of… I can only describe it as "mental clarity." Suddenly, I wanted to organize my bookshelf and maybe finally learn how to properly fold a fitted sheet. It’s super euphoric and focused at first. And then, just as you’re about to start color-coding your entire life, this lovely, warm, relaxing feeling just melts down your body. It’s the perfect strain for after work when you need to switch gears from chaos-mode to chill-mode but you still want to be, you know, a person. I paired it with watching old episodes of Grand Designs and just feeling deeply satisfied with other people’s architectural choices. You can find this magnificent weirdo, Zesty Parm, at Strains of the Earth out in Jordan. Highly, highly recommended.

(Short musical transition)

So. Speaking of needing to chill out. I had a classic Leah G moment this past Tuesday. I’d just enjoyed a little bit of that Zesty Parm, feeling focused, feeling good, and I decide, you know what? I’m going to make that fancy tomato soup recipe I saved three months ago. The one that requires roasting the tomatoes and doing things with an immersion blender, which is already a high-risk kitchen appliance for me. So I’ve got the tomatoes in the oven, my apartment smells amazing, Bartholomew is trying to trip me at every turn, as is his sacred duty. I’m feeling like a domestic goddess. The recipe says to add a pinch of sugar to the soup to balance the acidity of the tomatoes. A pinch.

I reach into the cupboard, I grab the container I *think* is sugar. It’s in a little glass jar, looks right. I’m not measuring, of course, I’m an intuitive cook. An artist. I dump a very generous… let’s call it a "Leah pinch," into the pot. I stir it in, I’m feeling great. The soup is simmering. I go to grab a spoon to taste my masterpiece. And as I’m reaching for the drawer, I glance back at the counter and I see the actual jar of sugar. The one I always use. And next to it is the identical jar I just used. The one filled with… bath salts. Lavender-scented bath salts. I had made, not a balanced and delicious tomato soup, but a cauldron of hot, savory, lavender-scented tomato garbage water. I just stood there for a full minute, spoon in hand, having a complete existential crisis. Bartholomew looked up at me, blinked slowly, as if to say, "This is your path. This is the life you have chosen." I ended up ordering a pizza.

(Short musical transition)

Okay, hot take time. Can we please, as a society, stop telling people to "trust the process"? I hear it everywhere. At work, in movies, my yoga instructor said it last week right before I almost fell on my face. And I’ve decided it is the most useless phrase ever invented. What process? Whose process? Is it a good process? Because I have trusted many a process in my life that has led directly to disaster. Assembling IKEA furniture, for example. That’s a process. A process designed by Swedish chaos gods to test the limits of human sanity. I trusted that process and ended up with a bookcase that leaned at a 45-degree angle and a mysterious pile of "extra" screws. Following a new recipe? That’s a process! I trusted that process and ended up with soup that would be more at home in a spa than in a bowl. It’s a verbal shrug. It’s what you say when you have no actual advice to give but you want to sound wise and serene. It’s like saying "thoughts and prayers" to a broken dishwasher. No. I will not trust the process. I will question the process. I will interrogate the process. I will ask the process for its credentials. Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

(Upbeat indie music fades back in)

And that is our show for this week, my friends. I’m already excited for next week, I’m going to be reviewing something that smells like it came from another dimension, in a good way. For real, fact-based Minnesota cannabis news and updates, because I am just a chaos agent with a microphone, please check out the folks at MN Cannabis Hub. They do the serious work. You can find me right back here next week, probably sitting in a slightly less damp pile of laundry. This has been Highly Recommended. Stay golden, Minneapolis.

(Music swells and plays out)]]>
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        <![CDATA[<p>This week we taste-test Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year — Hash Burger — and unpack the country music world's wildest crossover: the Grand Ole Opry's new official THC beverage partner. Real strains, real venues, real ammonia.</p>
<p><strong>In this episode:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>Hash Burger is named Leafly's Strain of the Year 2025 — a 60/40 indica-leaning hybrid crossing Han Solo Hash Plant with Double Burger.</li>
<li>The published flavor profile: earthy, ammonia, umami, onion, and funk (plus pepper and cheese on top).</li>
<li>Potency typically tests 28-35% THC/THCa — well above average — with reported effects of sleepy, relaxed, and euphoric.</li>
<li>The downside column: possible headache, dry mouth, and paranoia. Half the dose you think.</li>
<li>Hash Burger took silver at the 2024 California State Fair Cannabis Awards for high THCa.</li>
<li>On May 14, 2026, Opry Entertainment Group named Señorita — a RYTHM, Inc. (Nasdaq: RYM) brand — its official THC beverage partner in a multi-year deal.</li>
<li>The drink: a 12-oz canned agave cocktail with 5mg hemp-derived THC per can, sold as a non-alcoholic option.</li>
<li>Where you can grab one: the Grand Ole Opry, Category 10 Nashville, Ascend Federal Credit Union Amphitheater, ACL Live at The Moody Theater in Austin, and Ole Red locations in Nashville, Orlando, and Tishomingo.</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Sources:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/news/strains-products/hash-burger-leafly-strain-of-the-year-2025">Leafly: Hash Burger named Strain of the Year 2025</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/strains/hash-burger">Leafly strain profile: Hash Burger</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.globenewswire.com/news-release/2026/05/14/3294752/0/en/se%C3%B1orita-named-official-thc-beverage-partner-of-opry-entertainment-group-venues.html">Señorita named official THC beverage partner of Opry Entertainment Group venues</a></li>
</ul>
<p>Subscribe: mncannabishub.com</p>


<p><b>Full transcript</b></p>
<p><strong>Daisy:</strong> —and I'm not saying it smelled like an ammonia spill, I'm saying it WAS an ammonia spill, Astoria.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> In your apartment.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> In my apartment. On a Tuesday.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay back up, because you skipped the part where this is supposedly weed.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It IS weed. That's the whole problem. It's the strain everyone's been losing their minds over.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Wait, the burger one?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Hash Burger. Yes. Leafly named it Strain of the Year. Like, officially. For 2025.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> And you felt obligated.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I felt obligated.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Obligated by who, the weed magazine?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> By the algorithm, Astoria. By society.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Society did not tell you to buy a strain called Hash Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> They kinda did though.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay so what's in it. Like, what is the burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's a hybrid. Sixty-forty, indica-leaning. The parents are Han Solo Hash Plant—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's a real name?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's a real name. Crossed with Double Burger.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Double Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I know.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Someone in a lab coat picked that.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Someone in a lab coat with a dream. And the THC on this thing is like twenty-eight to thirty-five percent.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's a wide range.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's a "you'll find out" range.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's a "depends on the batch and your tolerance and also God" range.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> So you went in blind.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I went in confident. There's a difference.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> There's not.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> There's a vibe difference.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Continue.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So the budtender pulls out the jar. And immediately—immediately—my whole face was like, what is happening.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Because?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Because the official flavor profile, and I'm not making this up, is earthy, ammonia, umami, onion, and funk.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You're—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's published.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's not a strain, that's a French dip.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I KNOW.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's a sad French dip.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Astoria, it smelled like if a gym sock fell in love with a burger. And they had a child. And the child was a vapor.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I'm describing it accurately.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> And you brought it home.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I brought it home. Because I am a professional.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You're a podcaster.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Same thing.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Sure.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So I'm in my kitchen, I open the jar—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> In the kitchen?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Yes, because that's where my snacks are, and I had a plan.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> The plan being get high and eat the snacks.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> The plan being curate the experience.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay. What happened.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I open the jar, and my neighbor knocks on the door within ninety seconds.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> No.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Within ninety seconds.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> What did she say.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> She said, and I quote, "Did something die in the hallway."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh my god.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I said no. She said are you sure. I said yes ma'am, that was me, I'm so sorry.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You apologized for your weed.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I apologized for my weed.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> To a stranger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> To my NEIGHBOR. Whose Wi-Fi I steal.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's a complicated relationship.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> So then what.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So then I'm like, the smell is a feature not a bug, allegedly. I grind a little. I pack a tiny bowl. Tiny. Like a thimble.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Smart.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> One hit.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> One.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> One hit. And I'll be honest with you—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Yeah—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I don't fully know what an indica-dominant hybrid is SUPPOSED to feel like at thirty-something percent. Like in theory I know. In practice—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> In practice you melt.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I melted. Astoria, I melted into the linoleum.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> The effects, on paper, are sleepy, relaxed, and euphoric.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That sounds nice.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It IS nice. Until you remember the OTHER paper says possible headache and possible paranoia.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Yeah.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Which one did you get.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I got the relaxed one. But I was on alert for the paranoia one, which is its own paranoia.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Wait, you can be paranoid about getting paranoid?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's the entire experience of being me, Astoria.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay fair.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I sat on my floor and watched the freezer hum for forty minutes.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's a vibe.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I felt CONNECTED to my appliances.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> B...</p>]]>
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        <![CDATA[<p>This week we taste-test Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year — Hash Burger — and unpack the country music world's wildest crossover: the Grand Ole Opry's new official THC beverage partner. Real strains, real venues, real ammonia.</p>
<p><strong>In this episode:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li>Hash Burger is named Leafly's Strain of the Year 2025 — a 60/40 indica-leaning hybrid crossing Han Solo Hash Plant with Double Burger.</li>
<li>The published flavor profile: earthy, ammonia, umami, onion, and funk (plus pepper and cheese on top).</li>
<li>Potency typically tests 28-35% THC/THCa — well above average — with reported effects of sleepy, relaxed, and euphoric.</li>
<li>The downside column: possible headache, dry mouth, and paranoia. Half the dose you think.</li>
<li>Hash Burger took silver at the 2024 California State Fair Cannabis Awards for high THCa.</li>
<li>On May 14, 2026, Opry Entertainment Group named Señorita — a RYTHM, Inc. (Nasdaq: RYM) brand — its official THC beverage partner in a multi-year deal.</li>
<li>The drink: a 12-oz canned agave cocktail with 5mg hemp-derived THC per can, sold as a non-alcoholic option.</li>
<li>Where you can grab one: the Grand Ole Opry, Category 10 Nashville, Ascend Federal Credit Union Amphitheater, ACL Live at The Moody Theater in Austin, and Ole Red locations in Nashville, Orlando, and Tishomingo.</li>
</ul>
<p><strong>Sources:</strong></p>
<ul>
<li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/news/strains-products/hash-burger-leafly-strain-of-the-year-2025">Leafly: Hash Burger named Strain of the Year 2025</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.leafly.com/strains/hash-burger">Leafly strain profile: Hash Burger</a></li>
<li><a href="https://www.globenewswire.com/news-release/2026/05/14/3294752/0/en/se%C3%B1orita-named-official-thc-beverage-partner-of-opry-entertainment-group-venues.html">Señorita named official THC beverage partner of Opry Entertainment Group venues</a></li>
</ul>
<p>Subscribe: mncannabishub.com</p>


<p><b>Full transcript</b></p>
<p><strong>Daisy:</strong> —and I'm not saying it smelled like an ammonia spill, I'm saying it WAS an ammonia spill, Astoria.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> In your apartment.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> In my apartment. On a Tuesday.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay back up, because you skipped the part where this is supposedly weed.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It IS weed. That's the whole problem. It's the strain everyone's been losing their minds over.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Wait, the burger one?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Hash Burger. Yes. Leafly named it Strain of the Year. Like, officially. For 2025.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> And you felt obligated.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I felt obligated.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Obligated by who, the weed magazine?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> By the algorithm, Astoria. By society.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Society did not tell you to buy a strain called Hash Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> They kinda did though.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay so what's in it. Like, what is the burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's a hybrid. Sixty-forty, indica-leaning. The parents are Han Solo Hash Plant—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's a real name?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's a real name. Crossed with Double Burger.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Double Burger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I know.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Someone in a lab coat picked that.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Someone in a lab coat with a dream. And the THC on this thing is like twenty-eight to thirty-five percent.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's a wide range.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's a "you'll find out" range.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's a "depends on the batch and your tolerance and also God" range.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> So you went in blind.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I went in confident. There's a difference.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> There's not.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> There's a vibe difference.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Continue.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So the budtender pulls out the jar. And immediately—immediately—my whole face was like, what is happening.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Because?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Because the official flavor profile, and I'm not making this up, is earthy, ammonia, umami, onion, and funk.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You're—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's published.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's not a strain, that's a French dip.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I KNOW.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's a sad French dip.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Astoria, it smelled like if a gym sock fell in love with a burger. And they had a child. And the child was a vapor.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Stop.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I'm describing it accurately.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> And you brought it home.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I brought it home. Because I am a professional.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You're a podcaster.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Same thing.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Sure.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So I'm in my kitchen, I open the jar—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> In the kitchen?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Yes, because that's where my snacks are, and I had a plan.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> The plan being get high and eat the snacks.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> The plan being curate the experience.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay. What happened.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I open the jar, and my neighbor knocks on the door within ninety seconds.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> No.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Within ninety seconds.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> What did she say.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> She said, and I quote, "Did something die in the hallway."<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh my god.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I said no. She said are you sure. I said yes ma'am, that was me, I'm so sorry.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> You apologized for your weed.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I apologized for my weed.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> To a stranger.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> To my NEIGHBOR. Whose Wi-Fi I steal.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Daisy.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It's a complicated relationship.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> So then what.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> So then I'm like, the smell is a feature not a bug, allegedly. I grind a little. I pack a tiny bowl. Tiny. Like a thimble.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Smart.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> One hit.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> One.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> One hit. And I'll be honest with you—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Yeah—<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I don't fully know what an indica-dominant hybrid is SUPPOSED to feel like at thirty-something percent. Like in theory I know. In practice—<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> In practice you melt.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I melted. Astoria, I melted into the linoleum.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> The effects, on paper, are sleepy, relaxed, and euphoric.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That sounds nice.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> It IS nice. Until you remember the OTHER paper says possible headache and possible paranoia.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Oh.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> Yeah.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Which one did you get.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I got the relaxed one. But I was on alert for the paranoia one, which is its own paranoia.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Wait, you can be paranoid about getting paranoid?<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> That's the entire experience of being me, Astoria.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> Okay fair.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I sat on my floor and watched the freezer hum for forty minutes.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> That's a vibe.<br>
<strong>Daisy:</strong> I felt CONNECTED to my appliances.<br>
<strong>Astoria:</strong> B...</p>]]>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2026 11:05:05 -0500</pubDate>
      <author>Leah P.</author>
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      <itunes:duration>498</itunes:duration>
      <itunes:summary>Hash Burger — Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year — gets a taste test (ammonia, onion, funk, and 28-35% THC), then we cover Opry Entertainment naming Señorita its official 5mg THC beverage partner across the Grand Ole Opry, Ascend Amphitheater, ACL Live, and Ole Red.</itunes:summary>
      <itunes:subtitle>Hash Burger — Leafly's 2025 Strain of the Year — gets a taste test (ammonia, onion, funk, and 28-35% THC), then we cover Opry Entertainment naming Señorita its official 5mg THC beverage partner across the Grand Ole Opry, Ascend Amphitheater, ACL Live, and</itunes:subtitle>
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      <itunes:explicit>No</itunes:explicit>
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    <item>
      <title>Highly Recommended - May 20, 2026
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      <itunes:title>Highly Recommended - May 20, 2026
</itunes:title>
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        <![CDATA[Welcome back to Highly Recommended, where Leah G. is coming to you live from her living room floor because her couch is currently acting way too judgmental. In this hazy mid-May session, we’re navigating the post-Solar Flare world of 2026 and trying to remember how to put shoes on our actual feet instead of our hands. Leah dives deep into a review of the "Static Shock OG" strain, which apparently has the power to turn your bones into marshmallows and make your Wi-Fi sound like a polite British man whispering trivia.
The chaos hits a peak when Leah recounts a disastrous trip to a Taco Bell-Tesla hybrid charging station. From forgetting the word "taco" and describing it as a "crunchy orange envelope with meat confetti" to accidentally attempting to pay with a library card, it’s a masterclass in social anxiety and drive-thru panic. It's a relatable reminder that sometimes the car really is judging you, and maybe we aren't ready for that much power at one window.
To wrap things up, we’re getting into a spicy hot take on the "AI Nostalgia" trend that's sweeping the media. Leah questions why we’re obsessed with reanimating the 90s like a denim-clad Frankenstein just to watch a digital Ross Geller explain NFTs. It’s a call for original thoughts, proper hydration, and a plea to stop trying to code the specific sarcasm of the Friends cast. Grab a glass of water and settle in—it’s going to be a weird one.]]>
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        <![CDATA[Welcome back to Highly Recommended, where Leah G. is coming to you live from her living room floor because her couch is currently acting way too judgmental. In this hazy mid-May session, we’re navigating the post-Solar Flare world of 2026 and trying to remember how to put shoes on our actual feet instead of our hands. Leah dives deep into a review of the "Static Shock OG" strain, which apparently has the power to turn your bones into marshmallows and make your Wi-Fi sound like a polite British man whispering trivia.
The chaos hits a peak when Leah recounts a disastrous trip to a Taco Bell-Tesla hybrid charging station. From forgetting the word "taco" and describing it as a "crunchy orange envelope with meat confetti" to accidentally attempting to pay with a library card, it’s a masterclass in social anxiety and drive-thru panic. It's a relatable reminder that sometimes the car really is judging you, and maybe we aren't ready for that much power at one window.
To wrap things up, we’re getting into a spicy hot take on the "AI Nostalgia" trend that's sweeping the media. Leah questions why we’re obsessed with reanimating the 90s like a denim-clad Frankenstein just to watch a digital Ross Geller explain NFTs. It’s a call for original thoughts, proper hydration, and a plea to stop trying to code the specific sarcasm of the Friends cast. Grab a glass of water and settle in—it’s going to be a weird one.]]>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2026 09:48:00 -0500</pubDate>
      <author>Leah P.</author>
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      <itunes:duration>324</itunes:duration>
      <itunes:summary>Welcome back to Highly Recommended, where Leah G. is coming to you live from her living room floor because her couch is currently acting way too judgmental. In this hazy mid-May session, we’re navigating the post-Solar Flare world of 2026 and trying to remember how to put shoes on our actual feet instead of our hands. Leah dives deep into a review of the "Static Shock OG" strain, which apparently has the power to turn your bones into marshmallows and make your Wi-Fi sound like a polite British man whispering trivia.
The chaos hits a peak when Leah recounts a disastrous trip to a Taco Bell-Tesla hybrid charging station. From forgetting the word "taco" and describing it as a "crunchy orange envelope with meat confetti" to accidentally attempting to pay with a library card, it’s a masterclass in social anxiety and drive-thru panic. It's a relatable reminder that sometimes the car really is judging you, and maybe we aren't ready for that much power at one window.
To wrap things up, we’re getting into a spicy hot take on the "AI Nostalgia" trend that's sweeping the media. Leah questions why we’re obsessed with reanimating the 90s like a denim-clad Frankenstein just to watch a digital Ross Geller explain NFTs. It’s a call for original thoughts, proper hydration, and a plea to stop trying to code the specific sarcasm of the Friends cast. Grab a glass of water and settle in—it’s going to be a weird one.</itunes:summary>
      <itunes:subtitle>Welcome back to Highly Recommended, where Leah G. is coming to you live from her living room floor because her couch is currently acting way too judgmental. In this hazy mid-May session, we’re navigating the post-Solar Flare world of 2026 and trying to re</itunes:subtitle>
      <itunes:keywords>Minneapolis, cannabis, lifestyle, 90s kid, mid-30s, strain reviews, MN cannabis, dispensary, Twin Cities lifestyle, MPLS, art-a-whirl, mystic lake, first ave</itunes:keywords>
      <itunes:explicit>No</itunes:explicit>
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      <title>Highly Recommended - May 13, 2026
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      <itunes:title>Highly Recommended - May 13, 2026
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        <![CDATA[This week on the pod, Leah G. takes us on a wild ride from the depths of moving hell to the celestial casting choices of Hollywood. Kicking things off from her new, box-strewn apartment, Leah shares the universally relatable struggle of unearthing forgotten treasures (and horrors) during a move, including a cringe-worthy high school diary that reveals her past ambitions as a professional unicyclist.
To combat the existential dread and past awkwardness, Leah introduces us to her new favorite strain, 'Temporal Tapestry'. She raves about its mango and peppery scent and its ability to flip her mood from mortified to "good for her" with its giggly, euphoric sativa lean, making it her go-to for any "shame-based emergencies."
Finally, Leah delivers her hot take of the week, questioning the baffling casting of Timothée Chalamet as George Jetson in the upcoming live-action *Jetsons* reboot. She passionately argues for "justice for George Jetson," highlighting the cosmic vibe mismatch and advocating for Hollywood to let Chalamet play roles more suited to his angelic, sad indie music aesthetic.]]>
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      <content:encoded>
        <![CDATA[This week on the pod, Leah G. takes us on a wild ride from the depths of moving hell to the celestial casting choices of Hollywood. Kicking things off from her new, box-strewn apartment, Leah shares the universally relatable struggle of unearthing forgotten treasures (and horrors) during a move, including a cringe-worthy high school diary that reveals her past ambitions as a professional unicyclist.
To combat the existential dread and past awkwardness, Leah introduces us to her new favorite strain, 'Temporal Tapestry'. She raves about its mango and peppery scent and its ability to flip her mood from mortified to "good for her" with its giggly, euphoric sativa lean, making it her go-to for any "shame-based emergencies."
Finally, Leah delivers her hot take of the week, questioning the baffling casting of Timothée Chalamet as George Jetson in the upcoming live-action *Jetsons* reboot. She passionately argues for "justice for George Jetson," highlighting the cosmic vibe mismatch and advocating for Hollywood to let Chalamet play roles more suited to his angelic, sad indie music aesthetic.]]>
      </content:encoded>
      <pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2026 09:48:02 -0500</pubDate>
      <author>Leah P.</author>
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      <itunes:author>Leah P.</itunes:author>
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      <itunes:summary>This week on the pod, Leah G. takes us on a wild ride from the depths of moving hell to the celestial casting choices of Hollywood. Kicking things off from her new, box-strewn apartment, Leah shares the universally relatable struggle of unearthing forgotten treasures (and horrors) during a move, including a cringe-worthy high school diary that reveals her past ambitions as a professional unicyclist.
To combat the existential dread and past awkwardness, Leah introduces us to her new favorite strain, 'Temporal Tapestry'. She raves about its mango and peppery scent and its ability to flip her mood from mortified to "good for her" with its giggly, euphoric sativa lean, making it her go-to for any "shame-based emergencies."
Finally, Leah delivers her hot take of the week, questioning the baffling casting of Timothée Chalamet as George Jetson in the upcoming live-action *Jetsons* reboot. She passionately argues for "justice for George Jetson," highlighting the cosmic vibe mismatch and advocating for Hollywood to let Chalamet play roles more suited to his angelic, sad indie music aesthetic.</itunes:summary>
      <itunes:subtitle>This week on the pod, Leah G. takes us on a wild ride from the depths of moving hell to the celestial casting choices of Hollywood. Kicking things off from her new, box-strewn apartment, Leah shares the universally relatable struggle of unearthing forgott</itunes:subtitle>
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      <itunes:explicit>No</itunes:explicit>
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      <title>Highly Recommended - May 11, 2026
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        <![CDATA[Your host Leah G. kicks off this week's episode from her official pillow fort office, ready to dive into her latest recommendations. First up is a review of a sativa strain called "Galactic Lemon Haze," which turned a regular Saturday into an incredibly productive, astronaut-level cleaning spree. While the experience left her apartment spotless, it also led to an alphabetically organized spice rack that has made finding the paprika a brand new adventure. Use with caution if you want to find your spices, but highly recommended if you want to feel like a sparkly spaceship who scrubs baseboards.
Later, Leah recounts her journey to a trendy new vegan spot to reward her cleaning frenzy, only to be met with a mushroom burger that cost a soul-crushing thirty-seven dollars. She breaks down the internal monologue of paying for the burger and delivers her final verdict on whether a mushroom on a bun can ever be worth that much (spoiler: it can't). To wrap things up, Leah dives into a hot take on the current state of movies, pleading for a return to standalone films that don't require homework to understand the post-credits scene.]]>
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        <![CDATA[Your host Leah G. kicks off this week's episode from her official pillow fort office, ready to dive into her latest recommendations. First up is a review of a sativa strain called "Galactic Lemon Haze," which turned a regular Saturday into an incredibly productive, astronaut-level cleaning spree. While the experience left her apartment spotless, it also led to an alphabetically organized spice rack that has made finding the paprika a brand new adventure. Use with caution if you want to find your spices, but highly recommended if you want to feel like a sparkly spaceship who scrubs baseboards.
Later, Leah recounts her journey to a trendy new vegan spot to reward her cleaning frenzy, only to be met with a mushroom burger that cost a soul-crushing thirty-seven dollars. She breaks down the internal monologue of paying for the burger and delivers her final verdict on whether a mushroom on a bun can ever be worth that much (spoiler: it can't). To wrap things up, Leah dives into a hot take on the current state of movies, pleading for a return to standalone films that don't require homework to understand the post-credits scene.]]>
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      <itunes:summary>Your host Leah G. kicks off this week's episode from her official pillow fort office, ready to dive into her latest recommendations. First up is a review of a sativa strain called "Galactic Lemon Haze," which turned a regular Saturday into an incredibly productive, astronaut-level cleaning spree. While the experience left her apartment spotless, it also led to an alphabetically organized spice rack that has made finding the paprika a brand new adventure. Use with caution if you want to find your spices, but highly recommended if you want to feel like a sparkly spaceship who scrubs baseboards.
Later, Leah recounts her journey to a trendy new vegan spot to reward her cleaning frenzy, only to be met with a mushroom burger that cost a soul-crushing thirty-seven dollars. She breaks down the internal monologue of paying for the burger and delivers her final verdict on whether a mushroom on a bun can ever be worth that much (spoiler: it can't). To wrap things up, Leah dives into a hot take on the current state of movies, pleading for a return to standalone films that don't require homework to understand the post-credits scene.</itunes:summary>
      <itunes:subtitle>Your host Leah G. kicks off this week's episode from her official pillow fort office, ready to dive into her latest recommendations. First up is a review of a sativa strain called "Galactic Lemon Haze," which turned a regular Saturday into an incredibly p</itunes:subtitle>
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      <itunes:explicit>No</itunes:explicit>
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      <title>Highly Recommended — May 10, 2026</title>
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        <![CDATA[Leah G reviews Alien Rock Candy, an indica-dominant hybrid from Legacy Cannabis in Minneapolis, describing its unique citrusy and spicy aroma and full-body relaxing effects perfect for low-stakes creativity. She also shares a hilarious mishap with runaway bread dough and passionately rants about the misuse of "I could care less."

Key Highlights:
• Leah G highly recommends Alien Rock Candy from Legacy Cannabis, an indica-dominant hybrid known for its full-body relaxation.
• The Alien Rock Candy strain features a unique aroma profile of sour lemon, rose petal, and pepper, with a bright, earthy taste.
• Leah recounts a comical incident where her no-knead bread dough escaped its bowl and oozed down her refrigerator.
• Leah passionately argues that the phrase "I could care less" is grammatically incorrect and should always be "I couldn't care less."

Topics: Leah G, Minneapolis, Legacy Cannabis, Alien Rock Candy, cannabis review, indica hybrid, stress relief, creative pursuits, bread making, grammar rant, podcast, MN Cannabis Hub

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TRANSCRIPT

(Upbeat, slightly chaotic synth intro music fades in and then fades to background)

What is UP, my highly recommended people, and welcome back to the podcast. I’m your host, Leah G, coming to you live from my apartment in Minneapolis, where my cat, Bartholomew, is currently trying to… lick a running blender? Okay, that’s a problem for… future Leah. This week has been a WEEK. You ever have one of those where you forget to eat until like, 4 PM, and then you just stand in front of the fridge eating shredded cheese out of the bag like a goblin? No? Just me? Cool, cool, cool. Anyway, my point is, it was a week that required some… specific herbal assistance. And I found something that I am genuinely, deeply obsessed with, and I cannot wait to tell you about it. So let’s get into it.

(Slight shift in tone, more focused but still energetic)

Alright, so for this week’s review, I ventured out to Legacy Cannabis. It’s a great little spot on Lyndale, super friendly staff who don’t make you feel like a moron for asking questions. And I went in looking for something to just kinda… shut the brain goblins up for a minute, you know? And I found it. It’s called Alien Rock Candy. First of all, amazing name. Ten out of ten. It’s an indica-dominant hybrid, so you’re getting that nice, cozy body feeling without immediately turning into a fossil on your couch.

The effects are… okay, you know that feeling when you finally take your hair down after it’s been in a ponytail all day? It’s like that, but for your entire skeleton. Just a full-body sigh of relief. But what’s really wild is the smell. It’s not your typical weed smell. It smells like… if you were at a fancy hotel, and they left a weirdly specific bowl of potpourri made of, like, sour lemon peels and maybe a single, very confused rose petal, and then someone in the next room over spilled a bottle of pepper. It’s citrusy and a little spicy, but in a way that makes you keep wanting to smell it. The taste is kinda similar, very bright and a little earthy. It’s weird, but it’s a good weird.

This is the perfect strain for when you need to do something creative but low-stakes. I spent three hours rearranging the books on my bookshelf by color, and it was the most satisfying, zen experience of my entire month. So if you’re looking to de-stress and make some questionable but aesthetically pleasing organizational choices, I highly recommend Alien Rock Candy from Legacy Cannabis.

(A beat of silence, then a sigh)

So. Speaking of questionable choices. On Tuesday, I decided I was going to be a person who makes their own bread. Why? Absolutely no reason. I just woke up and chose violence, I guess. So I find this no-knead recipe online, seems simple enough. I mix all the stuff together in a bowl, this sticky, horrifying glob of flour and water. The recipe says to let it rise for 12 to 18 hours. Perfect. I stick it on top of the fridge, because I read somewhere that it’s warm up there, and I go to bed feeling very domestic and capable.

Fast forward to the next afternoon. I had completely, utterly forgotten about the dough. I’m making coffee, and Bartholomew is just staring, laser-focused, at the top of the fridge. He’s not a big jumper, so I’m like, what is your deal, my furry little dude? And then I see it. The dough… has escaped. It has more than doubled in size, it has breached the confines of the bowl, and it is slowly, menacingly, oozing down the side of my refrigerator like something out of a sci-fi movie. It was a dough glacier. A dough-cier, if you will. It took me forty-five minutes to scrape this sticky, fermented monster off my fridge, all while Bartholomew watched, judging me, I’m sure. The worst part? I still tried to bake what was left in the bowl. It came out looking and feeling like a fossilized frisbee. So, yeah. That was my week.

(Slight pause, then a sharp inhale)

Okay, you know what I’ve been thinking about this week? And I have a very, very strong opinion on this. Why do we, as a society, accept the phrase “I could care less”? It’s wrong. It’s fundamentally, grammatically, spiritually wrong. Think about it. If you *could* care less, that implies you have some level of care left to give. You’re saying there is a capacity for caring that you have not yet exhausted. The phrase is “I *couldn’t* care less.” As in, I have reached the absolute basement level of not caring. My caring well is dry. There is not a single drop of care left to give.

It drives me absolutely bonkers. It’s like saying “Yeah, I could be more quiet.” No! You couldn’t be more quiet! You’re at maximum quiet! It’s the little things, you know? The tiny little fractures in our language that reveal the chaos underneath. People just walking around, saying they *could* care less about things they clearly despise. It’s a lie! A bald-faced, grammatically incorrect lie! And I, for one, will not stand for it. It’s “couldn’t.” End of rant.

(Music starts to fade back in)

Alright, that is all the time I have for this week, my friends. Thank you for letting me occupy your earholes for a little while. Next week, I’m going to be reviewing something that smells like it came from another dimension, so you’re not gonna want to miss that. For real, actual, non-chaotic Minnesota cannabis news and updates, please go check out the folks at MN Cannabis Hub. They do great work. Until next time, stay safe, make good choices, and for the love of all that is holy, check on your bread dough. This is Leah G, signing off.

(Outro music swells and fades out)]]>
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        <![CDATA[Leah G reviews Alien Rock Candy, an indica-dominant hybrid from Legacy Cannabis in Minneapolis, describing its unique citrusy and spicy aroma and full-body relaxing effects perfect for low-stakes creativity. She also shares a hilarious mishap with runaway bread dough and passionately rants about the misuse of "I could care less."

Key Highlights:
• Leah G highly recommends Alien Rock Candy from Legacy Cannabis, an indica-dominant hybrid known for its full-body relaxation.
• The Alien Rock Candy strain features a unique aroma profile of sour lemon, rose petal, and pepper, with a bright, earthy taste.
• Leah recounts a comical incident where her no-knead bread dough escaped its bowl and oozed down her refrigerator.
• Leah passionately argues that the phrase "I could care less" is grammatically incorrect and should always be "I couldn't care less."

Topics: Leah G, Minneapolis, Legacy Cannabis, Alien Rock Candy, cannabis review, indica hybrid, stress relief, creative pursuits, bread making, grammar rant, podcast, MN Cannabis Hub

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TRANSCRIPT

(Upbeat, slightly chaotic synth intro music fades in and then fades to background)

What is UP, my highly recommended people, and welcome back to the podcast. I’m your host, Leah G, coming to you live from my apartment in Minneapolis, where my cat, Bartholomew, is currently trying to… lick a running blender? Okay, that’s a problem for… future Leah. This week has been a WEEK. You ever have one of those where you forget to eat until like, 4 PM, and then you just stand in front of the fridge eating shredded cheese out of the bag like a goblin? No? Just me? Cool, cool, cool. Anyway, my point is, it was a week that required some… specific herbal assistance. And I found something that I am genuinely, deeply obsessed with, and I cannot wait to tell you about it. So let’s get into it.

(Slight shift in tone, more focused but still energetic)

Alright, so for this week’s review, I ventured out to Legacy Cannabis. It’s a great little spot on Lyndale, super friendly staff who don’t make you feel like a moron for asking questions. And I went in looking for something to just kinda… shut the brain goblins up for a minute, you know? And I found it. It’s called Alien Rock Candy. First of all, amazing name. Ten out of ten. It’s an indica-dominant hybrid, so you’re getting that nice, cozy body feeling without immediately turning into a fossil on your couch.

The effects are… okay, you know that feeling when you finally take your hair down after it’s been in a ponytail all day? It’s like that, but for your entire skeleton. Just a full-body sigh of relief. But what’s really wild is the smell. It’s not your typical weed smell. It smells like… if you were at a fancy hotel, and they left a weirdly specific bowl of potpourri made of, like, sour lemon peels and maybe a single, very confused rose petal, and then someone in the next room over spilled a bottle of pepper. It’s citrusy and a little spicy, but in a way that makes you keep wanting to smell it. The taste is kinda similar, very bright and a little earthy. It’s weird, but it’s a good weird.

This is the perfect strain for when you need to do something creative but low-stakes. I spent three hours rearranging the books on my bookshelf by color, and it was the most satisfying, zen experience of my entire month. So if you’re looking to de-stress and make some questionable but aesthetically pleasing organizational choices, I highly recommend Alien Rock Candy from Legacy Cannabis.

(A beat of silence, then a sigh)

So. Speaking of questionable choices. On Tuesday, I decided I was going to be a person who makes their own bread. Why? Absolutely no reason. I just woke up and chose violence, I guess. So I find this no-knead recipe online, seems simple enough. I mix all the stuff together in a bowl, this sticky, horrifying glob of flour and water. The recipe says to let it rise for 12 to 18 hours. Perfect. I stick it on top of the fridge, because I read somewhere that it’s warm up there, and I go to bed feeling very domestic and capable.

Fast forward to the next afternoon. I had completely, utterly forgotten about the dough. I’m making coffee, and Bartholomew is just staring, laser-focused, at the top of the fridge. He’s not a big jumper, so I’m like, what is your deal, my furry little dude? And then I see it. The dough… has escaped. It has more than doubled in size, it has breached the confines of the bowl, and it is slowly, menacingly, oozing down the side of my refrigerator like something out of a sci-fi movie. It was a dough glacier. A dough-cier, if you will. It took me forty-five minutes to scrape this sticky, fermented monster off my fridge, all while Bartholomew watched, judging me, I’m sure. The worst part? I still tried to bake what was left in the bowl. It came out looking and feeling like a fossilized frisbee. So, yeah. That was my week.

(Slight pause, then a sharp inhale)

Okay, you know what I’ve been thinking about this week? And I have a very, very strong opinion on this. Why do we, as a society, accept the phrase “I could care less”? It’s wrong. It’s fundamentally, grammatically, spiritually wrong. Think about it. If you *could* care less, that implies you have some level of care left to give. You’re saying there is a capacity for caring that you have not yet exhausted. The phrase is “I *couldn’t* care less.” As in, I have reached the absolute basement level of not caring. My caring well is dry. There is not a single drop of care left to give.

It drives me absolutely bonkers. It’s like saying “Yeah, I could be more quiet.” No! You couldn’t be more quiet! You’re at maximum quiet! It’s the little things, you know? The tiny little fractures in our language that reveal the chaos underneath. People just walking around, saying they *could* care less about things they clearly despise. It’s a lie! A bald-faced, grammatically incorrect lie! And I, for one, will not stand for it. It’s “couldn’t.” End of rant.

(Music starts to fade back in)

Alright, that is all the time I have for this week, my friends. Thank you for letting me occupy your earholes for a little while. Next week, I’m going to be reviewing something that smells like it came from another dimension, so you’re not gonna want to miss that. For real, actual, non-chaotic Minnesota cannabis news and updates, please go check out the folks at MN Cannabis Hub. They do great work. Until next time, stay safe, make good choices, and for the love of all that is holy, check on your bread dough. This is Leah G, signing off.

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      <title>Highly Recommended — May 03, 2026</title>
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        <![CDATA[This week, host Leah G reviews LKF Egg Roll, a hybrid cannabis strain with 19.2% THC, purchased from Minnesota Canna in Edina. She shares her experience with its unique sweet and sour sauce aroma and creative, low-stakes effects, including a hilarious mishap involving a ground beef and apple pie tater tot hotdish.

Key Highlights:
• Leah G reviews LKF Egg Roll, a hybrid cannabis strain with 19.2% THC from Minnesota Canna.
• The LKF Egg Roll strain boasts a bizarre yet captivating aroma reminiscent of sweet and sour sauce with earthy undertones.
• Experience the strain's true hybrid effects, perfect for low-stakes creative activities like crocheting or contemplating dust.
• Leah recounts a hilarious cooking disaster, accidentally making a ground beef and apple pie tater tot hotdish while under the strain's influence.

Topics: LKF Egg Roll, hybrid strain, Minnesota Canna, Edina, THC 19.2%, cannabis review, podcast, Leah G, tater tot hotdish, cooking mishap, creative effects, MN Cannabis Hub, Minneapolis

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TRANSCRIPT

(Upbeat, slightly chaotic synth intro music plays for 10 seconds, then fades into the background)

What is UP, my highly recommended people, and welcome back to the podcast. It’s your host, Leah G, coming to you live from my slightly-too-warm apartment in Minneapolis. My cat, Bartholomew, has been on a real tear this week. He learned how to open the cupboard where I keep the rice, and for three days straight, I’d just randomly find single grains of rice in my shoes. In my bed. One was in my hair. I have no idea what his endgame is, but honestly? I respect the commitment to chaos. It’s a lifestyle.

Anyway, that’s the kind of week it’s been. The kind of week where you just need something to… smooth out the edges, you know? Which brings us to this week’s main event. I ventured out into the world, mask on, ready for an adventure, and I found something that just called to me from the dispensary menu. It’s a name that’s so weird, so specific, I had to have it.

This week, we are talking about a hybrid strain called LKF Egg Roll. Yes. Egg. Roll. I got it over at Minnesota Canna, which is technically in Edina, but it’s, like, right there. Close enough for our purposes. So, Egg Roll is a hybrid, and it’s got a THC percentage of 19.2%. So, respectable. Not gonna send you to another dimension against your will, but definitely gets the job done.

Now, the smell. This is where it gets wild. You’d think, "Egg Roll," okay, it’s gonna be savory, maybe like… cabbage? No. Not at all. It smells like sweet and sour sauce. Like, that weirdly specific, bright orange sauce you get in the little plastic packets. There’s this sharp, citrusy, almost tangy thing happening, but underneath it, there’s this earthy, kinda doughy smell. It’s bizarre and I am absolutely obsessed with it. The taste is less "egg roll" and more just… pleasantly sweet and a little bit peppery on the exhale.

The effects are a true hybrid. It hits you right behind the eyes at first, this little wave of "hello, I am now stoned," and everything feels a little brighter, a little funnier. But it doesn’t get racy. It just kinda… settles. It’s the perfect strain for doing something creative that doesn’t require, you know, intense focus. I spent three hours last night trying to teach myself how to crochet a tiny hat for Bartholomew. I have not successfully crocheted a tiny hat for Bartholomew. What I have is a weird, lumpy circle of yarn and a very happy memory of watching a single dust bunny float through a sunbeam for ten minutes. So, yeah. Pairs well with low-stakes crafting and contemplating dust. Go find LKF Egg Roll at Minnesota Canna. Tell them Leah G sent you. They won’t know who that is.

This brings me to a story from Tuesday. So, I’d just enjoyed a little bit of said Egg Roll, and I decided it was the perfect time to make my grandma’s famous hotdish. Tater tot hotdish. A Minnesota classic. It’s not complicated. It’s ground beef, cream of mushroom soup, some veggies, cheese, tater tots on top. A culinary masterpiece. I’ve made it a hundred times.

So I’m vibing, I’ve got my music on, I’m browning the beef. I reach into the pantry for the cream of mushroom. Grab a can. Plop it in. Stir it all up, put it in the dish, layer the tater tots on top like a beautiful, starchy mosaic. Into the oven it goes. I’m feeling like a domestic goddess.

Forty-five minutes later, the timer goes off. The tots are golden brown. My apartment smells… weird. Not bad, just… sweet. Really sweet. I’m thinking, man, this Egg Roll strain is really messing with my senses. I pull out the hotdish, and it’s bubbling, it looks perfect. I scoop a big portion onto my plate, take a huge bite, and… it’s apple pie.

I had grabbed a can of apple pie filling instead of cream of mushroom soup. I made a ground beef and apple pie tater tot hotdish. And the worst part? The absolute worst part is that for a solid ten seconds, my stoned brain was like, "You know… it’s not… terrible?" The sweet and the savory… maybe I’m a genius? I took a second bite just to be sure. It was, in fact, terrible. It was an abomination. Bartholomew wouldn’t even look at it. So I ordered a pizza. And I learned a valuable lesson about organizing my pantry. Or maybe the lesson is that I shouldn't be allowed to cook unsupervised. Jury’s still out.

Okay, I need to get something off my chest. We, as a society, need to stop saying "no worries." It’s a lie. It’s a fundamental lie. Someone bumps into you and goes "Oh, sorry!" and you say "no worries." Worries? Of course not, why would I be *worried*? Annoyed? Maybe. Mildly inconvenienced for a fraction of a second? Sure. But worried? Were you concerned I was going to crumble into a pile of dust because you grazed my elbow?

It’s the same energy as "no problem." Oh, you thought it might be a *problem*? You thought holding the door for two extra seconds was going to derail my entire day? It’s this weird, passive-aggressive, low-key dismissive phrase. What happened to a good, old-fashioned "you’re welcome" or "it’s all good"? "No worries" implies a baseline level of anxiety that I just do not have about 99% of daily human interactions. Stop telling me not to worry about things I was never, ever going to worry about. It’s linguistic clutter. It’s filler. Let’s bring back sincerity. Or at least, like, a simple "you’re good." Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

Alright, that’s all the time I’ve got for you this week, my friends. I need to go figure out if I can salvage that casserole dish or if I have to burn it in a ritual sacrifice. Next week, I’m going to review something that smells like it came from another dimension, a place where flowers are made of gasoline and fruit. It’s gonna be a trip. In the meantime, for the real, actual, grown-up news about the cannabis scene here in Minnesota, you should be checking out the MN Cannabis Hub. They’re the pros. I’m just a chaos agent with a microphone. Be good to each other, stay hydrated, and give your pets a little smooch for me. Bye!

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        <![CDATA[This week, host Leah G reviews LKF Egg Roll, a hybrid cannabis strain with 19.2% THC, purchased from Minnesota Canna in Edina. She shares her experience with its unique sweet and sour sauce aroma and creative, low-stakes effects, including a hilarious mishap involving a ground beef and apple pie tater tot hotdish.

Key Highlights:
• Leah G reviews LKF Egg Roll, a hybrid cannabis strain with 19.2% THC from Minnesota Canna.
• The LKF Egg Roll strain boasts a bizarre yet captivating aroma reminiscent of sweet and sour sauce with earthy undertones.
• Experience the strain's true hybrid effects, perfect for low-stakes creative activities like crocheting or contemplating dust.
• Leah recounts a hilarious cooking disaster, accidentally making a ground beef and apple pie tater tot hotdish while under the strain's influence.

Topics: LKF Egg Roll, hybrid strain, Minnesota Canna, Edina, THC 19.2%, cannabis review, podcast, Leah G, tater tot hotdish, cooking mishap, creative effects, MN Cannabis Hub, Minneapolis

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TRANSCRIPT

(Upbeat, slightly chaotic synth intro music plays for 10 seconds, then fades into the background)

What is UP, my highly recommended people, and welcome back to the podcast. It’s your host, Leah G, coming to you live from my slightly-too-warm apartment in Minneapolis. My cat, Bartholomew, has been on a real tear this week. He learned how to open the cupboard where I keep the rice, and for three days straight, I’d just randomly find single grains of rice in my shoes. In my bed. One was in my hair. I have no idea what his endgame is, but honestly? I respect the commitment to chaos. It’s a lifestyle.

Anyway, that’s the kind of week it’s been. The kind of week where you just need something to… smooth out the edges, you know? Which brings us to this week’s main event. I ventured out into the world, mask on, ready for an adventure, and I found something that just called to me from the dispensary menu. It’s a name that’s so weird, so specific, I had to have it.

This week, we are talking about a hybrid strain called LKF Egg Roll. Yes. Egg. Roll. I got it over at Minnesota Canna, which is technically in Edina, but it’s, like, right there. Close enough for our purposes. So, Egg Roll is a hybrid, and it’s got a THC percentage of 19.2%. So, respectable. Not gonna send you to another dimension against your will, but definitely gets the job done.

Now, the smell. This is where it gets wild. You’d think, "Egg Roll," okay, it’s gonna be savory, maybe like… cabbage? No. Not at all. It smells like sweet and sour sauce. Like, that weirdly specific, bright orange sauce you get in the little plastic packets. There’s this sharp, citrusy, almost tangy thing happening, but underneath it, there’s this earthy, kinda doughy smell. It’s bizarre and I am absolutely obsessed with it. The taste is less "egg roll" and more just… pleasantly sweet and a little bit peppery on the exhale.

The effects are a true hybrid. It hits you right behind the eyes at first, this little wave of "hello, I am now stoned," and everything feels a little brighter, a little funnier. But it doesn’t get racy. It just kinda… settles. It’s the perfect strain for doing something creative that doesn’t require, you know, intense focus. I spent three hours last night trying to teach myself how to crochet a tiny hat for Bartholomew. I have not successfully crocheted a tiny hat for Bartholomew. What I have is a weird, lumpy circle of yarn and a very happy memory of watching a single dust bunny float through a sunbeam for ten minutes. So, yeah. Pairs well with low-stakes crafting and contemplating dust. Go find LKF Egg Roll at Minnesota Canna. Tell them Leah G sent you. They won’t know who that is.

This brings me to a story from Tuesday. So, I’d just enjoyed a little bit of said Egg Roll, and I decided it was the perfect time to make my grandma’s famous hotdish. Tater tot hotdish. A Minnesota classic. It’s not complicated. It’s ground beef, cream of mushroom soup, some veggies, cheese, tater tots on top. A culinary masterpiece. I’ve made it a hundred times.

So I’m vibing, I’ve got my music on, I’m browning the beef. I reach into the pantry for the cream of mushroom. Grab a can. Plop it in. Stir it all up, put it in the dish, layer the tater tots on top like a beautiful, starchy mosaic. Into the oven it goes. I’m feeling like a domestic goddess.

Forty-five minutes later, the timer goes off. The tots are golden brown. My apartment smells… weird. Not bad, just… sweet. Really sweet. I’m thinking, man, this Egg Roll strain is really messing with my senses. I pull out the hotdish, and it’s bubbling, it looks perfect. I scoop a big portion onto my plate, take a huge bite, and… it’s apple pie.

I had grabbed a can of apple pie filling instead of cream of mushroom soup. I made a ground beef and apple pie tater tot hotdish. And the worst part? The absolute worst part is that for a solid ten seconds, my stoned brain was like, "You know… it’s not… terrible?" The sweet and the savory… maybe I’m a genius? I took a second bite just to be sure. It was, in fact, terrible. It was an abomination. Bartholomew wouldn’t even look at it. So I ordered a pizza. And I learned a valuable lesson about organizing my pantry. Or maybe the lesson is that I shouldn't be allowed to cook unsupervised. Jury’s still out.

Okay, I need to get something off my chest. We, as a society, need to stop saying "no worries." It’s a lie. It’s a fundamental lie. Someone bumps into you and goes "Oh, sorry!" and you say "no worries." Worries? Of course not, why would I be *worried*? Annoyed? Maybe. Mildly inconvenienced for a fraction of a second? Sure. But worried? Were you concerned I was going to crumble into a pile of dust because you grazed my elbow?

It’s the same energy as "no problem." Oh, you thought it might be a *problem*? You thought holding the door for two extra seconds was going to derail my entire day? It’s this weird, passive-aggressive, low-key dismissive phrase. What happened to a good, old-fashioned "you’re welcome" or "it’s all good"? "No worries" implies a baseline level of anxiety that I just do not have about 99% of daily human interactions. Stop telling me not to worry about things I was never, ever going to worry about. It’s linguistic clutter. It’s filler. Let’s bring back sincerity. Or at least, like, a simple "you’re good." Thank you for coming to my TED Talk.

Alright, that’s all the time I’ve got for you this week, my friends. I need to go figure out if I can salvage that casserole dish or if I have to burn it in a ritual sacrifice. Next week, I’m going to review something that smells like it came from another dimension, a place where flowers are made of gasoline and fruit. It’s gonna be a trip. In the meantime, for the real, actual, grown-up news about the cannabis scene here in Minnesota, you should be checking out the MN Cannabis Hub. They’re the pros. I’m just a chaos agent with a microphone. Be good to each other, stay hydrated, and give your pets a little smooch for me. Bye!

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      <title>Highly Recommended — April 26, 2026</title>
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        <![CDATA[Host Leah G reviews Super Boof, a 50/50 hybrid cannabis strain purchased from BlooMN in Northeast Minneapolis. She describes its unique sour cherry and gasoline aroma and praises its giggly, euphoric, yet focused high, perfect for tackling chores with a good mood. Leah also shares a hilarious story about attempting to build a cat tree and rants about the generic farewell "have a good one."

Key Highlights:
• Leah G introduces Super Boof, a 50/50 hybrid strain from BlooMN, a cross between Black Cherry Punch and Tropicana Cookies.
• The Super Boof strain is described as having a unique aroma of sour cherries, gasoline, and nutty sweetness, leading to a giggly, euphoric, and focused high.
• Leah recounts a comical and ultimately failed attempt to assemble a complex cat tree while experiencing the effects of Super Boof.
• The episode features a rant against the vague farewell "have a good one," advocating for more specific and intentional well-wishes.

Topics: Super Boof, BlooMN, Northeast Minneapolis, cannabis review, hybrid strain, Black Cherry Punch, Tropicana Cookies, cannabis effects, cat tree assembly, podcast rant, farewell phrases, MN Cannabis Hub

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TRANSCRIPT

(Upbeat, slightly chaotic synth intro music fades in and then fades to a low background hum)

What is UP, you beautiful people, and welcome back to Highly Recommended. It’s your host, Leah G, coming to you live from… well, from a pile of laundry in my living room that has officially gained sentience. I think I saw it reach for my coffee this morning. Bartholomew, my cat, my furry orange agent of chaos, has been sleeping on top of it, so now all my clean clothes are covered in a fine ginger glitter. He also knocked over my entire collection of novelty salt and pepper shakers this week. There’s a tiny ceramic Bigfoot leg in my heating vent. I’m not getting it. It can stay there. That’s its home now. Anyway, I haven’t eaten a real meal in two days and I had a dream last night that my teeth were dissolving like bath bombs, so it’s been a week. Which is why I am so, so excited to talk to you today about a strain that has single-handedly been holding my brain together. Let’s get into it.

(Slight shift in tone, more focused but still enthusiastic)

Okay, so. This week’s little miracle is called Super Boof. And yes, I picked it because the name sounds like a ghost trying to be scary and failing. Super Boof! Like, what are you gonna do, mildly spook me? But I’m so glad I did. I grabbed this from BlooMN over in Northeast Minneapolis, and whoa. Just… whoa. So, Super Boof is a hybrid, a nice little 50/50 split between indica and sativa, which I love. It’s a cross between Black Cherry Punch and Tropicana Cookies. And it smells… okay, it smells like someone dropped a bag of sour cherries into a bucket of gasoline that a cartoon mouse was also, for some reason, cleaning with a lemon-scented wipe. It’s got this weirdly specific nutty sweetness under a whole lot of citrus. Like, it smells like a fruit salad made by a mechanic. It’s funky, it’s a little weird, and I am obsessed with it. The high is just as interesting. It’s super giggly and euphoric, but also really focused. It’s one of those where you feel your mood just… inflate, you know? Like one of those wacky waving inflatable arm-flailing tube men outside a car dealership. That’s your brain on Super Boof. It’s perfect for when you need to clean your entire apartment but you also want to have a good time doing it. You’ll be organizing your spice rack by alphabetical order and laughing your ass off at the sheer existence of paprika. Highly, highly recommend.

So, speaking of needing to get things done and having it all go completely sideways. The other day I was feeling the full effects of some Super Boof, right? I’m in that focused-but-floaty headspace, and I decide, this is the day. This is the day I finally build the ridiculously complicated cat tree I bought three months ago. It’s been sitting in its box, judging me. Mocking my lack of ambition. So I drag this enormous box into the middle of my living room. I dump out what looks like a thousand pieces of beige carpet-covered wood and a bag of screws that could build a small car. Bartholomew is, of course, immediately trying to eat the instructions, which are written in what I can only describe as IKEA-inspired hieroglyphics. I’m on the floor, I’ve got this tiny Allen wrench, and I’m trying to decipher whether Diagram C is telling me to attach the little crow’s nest platform or summon a demon. The instructions are useless. It’s just pictures of a smiling, genderless cartoon person effortlessly screwing things together. Liar. I’m sweating. I’ve got carpet fuzz in my hair. I put the first two pieces together and they immediately fall apart. I try again. They fall apart again. I realize I’ve been trying to screw a screw into a hole that doesn’t have any threads. It’s just a hole. For aesthetics, I guess? So now I’m just balancing things. I’m using pure hope and gravity to hold this thing together. I get about three feet up, I’ve got a wobbly tower of beige carpet, and Bartholomew decides this is the perfect time to test its structural integrity. He leaps. The whole thing sways like a drunk giraffe. He’s clinging to the top piece, his eyes are huge, and the entire pathetic structure just… folds. It collapses in on itself in this silent, carpeted implosion. Bartholomew rides it down like a cowboy on a bucking bronco and lands softly in the wreckage, completely unharmed, and starts purring. So now the cat tree is just a pile of abstract sculpture on my floor. And you know what? It’s staying there. It’s art now.

Alright, you know what time it is. It’s time for a rant. My hot take this week is that we, as a society, need to stop telling people to "have a good one." A good *what*? A good minute? A good day? A good impending sense of doom? It’s so vague. It’s the verbal equivalent of a shrug. It’s the gray sweatpants of farewells. There’s no commitment. There’s no passion. "Have a good one." It says, "I am legally obligated to wish you well, but my heart’s not in it." What happened to "take care"? Or "see you later"? Or even a good old-fashioned, slightly dramatic "farewell"? "Have a good one" is the participation trophy of pleasantries. It’s what you say when you can’t remember someone’s name and you’re making your escape from a conversation. It’s lazy. It’s uninspired. And I, for one, am taking a stand. From now on, I’m only wishing people specifics. Have a good Tuesday afternoon! I hope your next sandwich is amazing! May you find a twenty-dollar bill in your pocket! Let’s put some effort in, people. Let’s wish each other well with some actual intention. The "one" has had its day. We can do better.

(Upbeat outro music begins to fade in)

Alright, that is my time, my beautiful, highly recommended listeners. Next week… who knows. I might review something that smells like it came from another dimension, or maybe I’ll just talk about the existential dread of folding a fitted sheet. You’ll have to tune in to find out. In the meantime, if you need the real, no-nonsense news about cannabis here in Minnesota, you have to be checking out the MN Cannabis Hub. They’re the grown-ups in the room, and we love them for it. Until next time, stay safe, make good choices, and for the love of god, wish someone a good, specific something. Bye!

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        <![CDATA[Host Leah G reviews Super Boof, a 50/50 hybrid cannabis strain purchased from BlooMN in Northeast Minneapolis. She describes its unique sour cherry and gasoline aroma and praises its giggly, euphoric, yet focused high, perfect for tackling chores with a good mood. Leah also shares a hilarious story about attempting to build a cat tree and rants about the generic farewell "have a good one."

Key Highlights:
• Leah G introduces Super Boof, a 50/50 hybrid strain from BlooMN, a cross between Black Cherry Punch and Tropicana Cookies.
• The Super Boof strain is described as having a unique aroma of sour cherries, gasoline, and nutty sweetness, leading to a giggly, euphoric, and focused high.
• Leah recounts a comical and ultimately failed attempt to assemble a complex cat tree while experiencing the effects of Super Boof.
• The episode features a rant against the vague farewell "have a good one," advocating for more specific and intentional well-wishes.

Topics: Super Boof, BlooMN, Northeast Minneapolis, cannabis review, hybrid strain, Black Cherry Punch, Tropicana Cookies, cannabis effects, cat tree assembly, podcast rant, farewell phrases, MN Cannabis Hub

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TRANSCRIPT

(Upbeat, slightly chaotic synth intro music fades in and then fades to a low background hum)

What is UP, you beautiful people, and welcome back to Highly Recommended. It’s your host, Leah G, coming to you live from… well, from a pile of laundry in my living room that has officially gained sentience. I think I saw it reach for my coffee this morning. Bartholomew, my cat, my furry orange agent of chaos, has been sleeping on top of it, so now all my clean clothes are covered in a fine ginger glitter. He also knocked over my entire collection of novelty salt and pepper shakers this week. There’s a tiny ceramic Bigfoot leg in my heating vent. I’m not getting it. It can stay there. That’s its home now. Anyway, I haven’t eaten a real meal in two days and I had a dream last night that my teeth were dissolving like bath bombs, so it’s been a week. Which is why I am so, so excited to talk to you today about a strain that has single-handedly been holding my brain together. Let’s get into it.

(Slight shift in tone, more focused but still enthusiastic)

Okay, so. This week’s little miracle is called Super Boof. And yes, I picked it because the name sounds like a ghost trying to be scary and failing. Super Boof! Like, what are you gonna do, mildly spook me? But I’m so glad I did. I grabbed this from BlooMN over in Northeast Minneapolis, and whoa. Just… whoa. So, Super Boof is a hybrid, a nice little 50/50 split between indica and sativa, which I love. It’s a cross between Black Cherry Punch and Tropicana Cookies. And it smells… okay, it smells like someone dropped a bag of sour cherries into a bucket of gasoline that a cartoon mouse was also, for some reason, cleaning with a lemon-scented wipe. It’s got this weirdly specific nutty sweetness under a whole lot of citrus. Like, it smells like a fruit salad made by a mechanic. It’s funky, it’s a little weird, and I am obsessed with it. The high is just as interesting. It’s super giggly and euphoric, but also really focused. It’s one of those where you feel your mood just… inflate, you know? Like one of those wacky waving inflatable arm-flailing tube men outside a car dealership. That’s your brain on Super Boof. It’s perfect for when you need to clean your entire apartment but you also want to have a good time doing it. You’ll be organizing your spice rack by alphabetical order and laughing your ass off at the sheer existence of paprika. Highly, highly recommend.

So, speaking of needing to get things done and having it all go completely sideways. The other day I was feeling the full effects of some Super Boof, right? I’m in that focused-but-floaty headspace, and I decide, this is the day. This is the day I finally build the ridiculously complicated cat tree I bought three months ago. It’s been sitting in its box, judging me. Mocking my lack of ambition. So I drag this enormous box into the middle of my living room. I dump out what looks like a thousand pieces of beige carpet-covered wood and a bag of screws that could build a small car. Bartholomew is, of course, immediately trying to eat the instructions, which are written in what I can only describe as IKEA-inspired hieroglyphics. I’m on the floor, I’ve got this tiny Allen wrench, and I’m trying to decipher whether Diagram C is telling me to attach the little crow’s nest platform or summon a demon. The instructions are useless. It’s just pictures of a smiling, genderless cartoon person effortlessly screwing things together. Liar. I’m sweating. I’ve got carpet fuzz in my hair. I put the first two pieces together and they immediately fall apart. I try again. They fall apart again. I realize I’ve been trying to screw a screw into a hole that doesn’t have any threads. It’s just a hole. For aesthetics, I guess? So now I’m just balancing things. I’m using pure hope and gravity to hold this thing together. I get about three feet up, I’ve got a wobbly tower of beige carpet, and Bartholomew decides this is the perfect time to test its structural integrity. He leaps. The whole thing sways like a drunk giraffe. He’s clinging to the top piece, his eyes are huge, and the entire pathetic structure just… folds. It collapses in on itself in this silent, carpeted implosion. Bartholomew rides it down like a cowboy on a bucking bronco and lands softly in the wreckage, completely unharmed, and starts purring. So now the cat tree is just a pile of abstract sculpture on my floor. And you know what? It’s staying there. It’s art now.

Alright, you know what time it is. It’s time for a rant. My hot take this week is that we, as a society, need to stop telling people to "have a good one." A good *what*? A good minute? A good day? A good impending sense of doom? It’s so vague. It’s the verbal equivalent of a shrug. It’s the gray sweatpants of farewells. There’s no commitment. There’s no passion. "Have a good one." It says, "I am legally obligated to wish you well, but my heart’s not in it." What happened to "take care"? Or "see you later"? Or even a good old-fashioned, slightly dramatic "farewell"? "Have a good one" is the participation trophy of pleasantries. It’s what you say when you can’t remember someone’s name and you’re making your escape from a conversation. It’s lazy. It’s uninspired. And I, for one, am taking a stand. From now on, I’m only wishing people specifics. Have a good Tuesday afternoon! I hope your next sandwich is amazing! May you find a twenty-dollar bill in your pocket! Let’s put some effort in, people. Let’s wish each other well with some actual intention. The "one" has had its day. We can do better.

(Upbeat outro music begins to fade in)

Alright, that is my time, my beautiful, highly recommended listeners. Next week… who knows. I might review something that smells like it came from another dimension, or maybe I’ll just talk about the existential dread of folding a fitted sheet. You’ll have to tune in to find out. In the meantime, if you need the real, no-nonsense news about cannabis here in Minnesota, you have to be checking out the MN Cannabis Hub. They’re the grown-ups in the room, and we love them for it. Until next time, stay safe, make good choices, and for the love of god, wish someone a good, specific something. Bye!

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      <title>Highly Recommended — April 23, 2026</title>
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        <![CDATA[In this chaotic episode of Highly Recommended, Leah G. reviews Alien Rock Candy, an indica-dominant hybrid from Legacy Cannabis in Minneapolis, describing its unique gummy worm and mint aroma and relaxing effects. She also shares a tale of her cat Bartholomew's passive-aggressive rejection of a gourmet treat and rants about the linguistic plague of "No worries."

Key Highlights:
• Leah G. details her experience with Alien Rock Candy, an indica-dominant hybrid from Legacy Cannabis in Minneapolis, noting its happy, floaty effects.
• She describes the strain's unique aroma as a mix of gummy worms and fresh mint, perfect for relaxation or light tasks.
• Leah recounts her cat Bartholomew's deliberate rejection of a gourmet charcuterie board in favor of dry kibble, leading to a humorous attempt to understand his perspective.
• Leah G. passionately expresses her pet peeve with the phrase "No worries," advocating for a return to "you're welcome" or "no problem."

Topics: Legacy Cannabis, Alien Rock Candy, indica-dominant hybrid, Minneapolis, Minnesota cannabis, cat stories, pet peeves, podcasting, relaxation, humor, MN Cannabis Hub, weed review

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TRANSCRIPT

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Hey, what's up, you're listening to "Highly Recommended" with me, Leah G. So, my week. My week was… weird. I had this dream that my cat, Bartholomew, could suddenly do my taxes. And honestly, the scariest part was that I was, like, relieved. I was like, "Oh, thank god, Bartholomew, I have so many questions about quarterly estimates." Then I woke up and he was just licking his own shoulder, so, back to square one on that. And of course, in the process of not doing my taxes, he managed to knock a full cup of cold brew directly onto my laptop. So I am recording this on a loaner from 2014 that sounds like a tiny airplane taking off. It’s fine. Everything is fine. This is the energy we're bringing into today's episode: the energy of a cat-induced financial and technological crisis. Which, honestly, is the perfect energy to talk about some truly excellent weed.

So, let's get into it. This week, I took a little trip over to Legacy Cannabis in Minneapolis—great spot, by the way—and I picked up something that just sounded like it was invented by a hyperactive space nerd, which is a vibe I can get behind. It's called Alien Rock Candy. First off, amazing name. It’s an indica-dominant hybrid, which is my sweet spot. Not gonna put you on the floor, but definitely gonna tell your shoulders to unclench for the first time since, I don't know, 2019? The effects are super interesting. It’s got this immediate happy, floaty feeling, but without the anxiety that can sometimes come with that initial rush. It’s like being lifted up by a very gentle, very stoned UFO. The smell is where it gets really fun. It’s not your typical pine or citrus. It smells like… and stay with me here… it smells like a bag of gummy worms that you accidentally dropped in a patch of fresh mint. It’s sweet, it's a little bit earthy, and it’s got this weird, sharp herbal thing going on that I am super into. This is a perfect strain for putting on a really long, atmospheric movie you've already seen a hundred times, or for finally organizing your junk drawer. You’ll get really into it for about twenty minutes, make a beautiful little home for your spare buttons, and then you'll get distracted and spend the next hour staring at the ceiling, thinking about… well, probably about alien rock candy. So, yeah. Alien Rock Candy from Legacy Cannabis. Highly, highly recommended.

Okay, so speaking of getting distracted, this strain led to a bit of a situation this week. So, Bartholomew, post-coffee-disaster, was being suspiciously sweet. You know, rubbing on my legs, doing that little chirpy meow thing. He’s usually more of a "stare at me from across the room like a tiny, furry gargoyle" kind of guy. So I’m feeling the Alien Rock Candy, I’m feeling relaxed, and I decide to make him a little gourmet treat. Like, a cat-safe charcuterie board. I’m talking a little pile of shredded salmon, a couple of those fancy dehydrated chicken hearts, the whole deal. I arrange it all on this tiny little plate I have. It’s adorable. I feel like the world's best cat mom. I present it to him, and he just… sniffs it. He looks at the beautiful, artisanal plate of food, then he looks at me, and then he deliberately walks over to his bowl of dry, boring kibble and starts crunching away. It was the most devastatingly passive-aggressive thing I have ever witnessed. I was genuinely hurt. So then, because I’m high, I decide the only logical thing to do is to try and understand why. I spent the next forty-five minutes on the floor, trying to see the world from his perspective. I'm smelling the kibble, I'm smelling the salmon, I'm trying to get on his level. My neighbor Carol walked by my window and saw me on all fours, sniffing a bowl of cat food, and I just sort of… waved? There was no explaining it. Bartholomew just sat there, watching me, with this look on his face like, "Yes, human. Grovel." The chaos is real.

Alright, you know what I need to get off my chest this week? It's the phrase "No worries." Oh, it drives me up a wall. Someone will ask you for a favor, a totally reasonable favor, and you do it, and they say "thank you," and you say, "No worries." Why? Why are we saying that? It implies that there was a potential for worry. It suggests that me passing you a napkin was a task fraught with potential peril that I heroically overcame. Like, were you concerned I was going to have a full-blown anxiety attack about whether I could complete the napkin hand-off? No! Of course not! Just say "you're welcome"! Or "no problem"! "No worries" is this weird, hollow, corporate-speak phrase that has infiltrated our daily lives and it minimizes the thank you! It’s like saying, "Don't worry your pretty little head, I managed to handle that incredibly simple task without spiraling." I want to bring back a hearty "You are most welcome!" or even just a simple "You got it." Anything but "No worries." It's a linguistic plague, and I, for one, will not stand for it any longer. End rant.

Alright, that is my time for this week. I'm already looking at a strain for the next episode that smells like it came from another dimension, so you've got that to look forward to. In the meantime, if you want the actual, serious, non-chaotic news about what's happening in the Minnesota cannabis scene, you should definitely be checking out the MN Cannabis Hub. They know what they're talking about. I'm just a girl with a cat and a microphone. This has been "Highly Recommended." I'm Leah G. Talk to you next week.

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        <![CDATA[In this chaotic episode of Highly Recommended, Leah G. reviews Alien Rock Candy, an indica-dominant hybrid from Legacy Cannabis in Minneapolis, describing its unique gummy worm and mint aroma and relaxing effects. She also shares a tale of her cat Bartholomew's passive-aggressive rejection of a gourmet treat and rants about the linguistic plague of "No worries."

Key Highlights:
• Leah G. details her experience with Alien Rock Candy, an indica-dominant hybrid from Legacy Cannabis in Minneapolis, noting its happy, floaty effects.
• She describes the strain's unique aroma as a mix of gummy worms and fresh mint, perfect for relaxation or light tasks.
• Leah recounts her cat Bartholomew's deliberate rejection of a gourmet charcuterie board in favor of dry kibble, leading to a humorous attempt to understand his perspective.
• Leah G. passionately expresses her pet peeve with the phrase "No worries," advocating for a return to "you're welcome" or "no problem."

Topics: Legacy Cannabis, Alien Rock Candy, indica-dominant hybrid, Minneapolis, Minnesota cannabis, cat stories, pet peeves, podcasting, relaxation, humor, MN Cannabis Hub, weed review

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TRANSCRIPT

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Hey, what's up, you're listening to "Highly Recommended" with me, Leah G. So, my week. My week was… weird. I had this dream that my cat, Bartholomew, could suddenly do my taxes. And honestly, the scariest part was that I was, like, relieved. I was like, "Oh, thank god, Bartholomew, I have so many questions about quarterly estimates." Then I woke up and he was just licking his own shoulder, so, back to square one on that. And of course, in the process of not doing my taxes, he managed to knock a full cup of cold brew directly onto my laptop. So I am recording this on a loaner from 2014 that sounds like a tiny airplane taking off. It’s fine. Everything is fine. This is the energy we're bringing into today's episode: the energy of a cat-induced financial and technological crisis. Which, honestly, is the perfect energy to talk about some truly excellent weed.

So, let's get into it. This week, I took a little trip over to Legacy Cannabis in Minneapolis—great spot, by the way—and I picked up something that just sounded like it was invented by a hyperactive space nerd, which is a vibe I can get behind. It's called Alien Rock Candy. First off, amazing name. It’s an indica-dominant hybrid, which is my sweet spot. Not gonna put you on the floor, but definitely gonna tell your shoulders to unclench for the first time since, I don't know, 2019? The effects are super interesting. It’s got this immediate happy, floaty feeling, but without the anxiety that can sometimes come with that initial rush. It’s like being lifted up by a very gentle, very stoned UFO. The smell is where it gets really fun. It’s not your typical pine or citrus. It smells like… and stay with me here… it smells like a bag of gummy worms that you accidentally dropped in a patch of fresh mint. It’s sweet, it's a little bit earthy, and it’s got this weird, sharp herbal thing going on that I am super into. This is a perfect strain for putting on a really long, atmospheric movie you've already seen a hundred times, or for finally organizing your junk drawer. You’ll get really into it for about twenty minutes, make a beautiful little home for your spare buttons, and then you'll get distracted and spend the next hour staring at the ceiling, thinking about… well, probably about alien rock candy. So, yeah. Alien Rock Candy from Legacy Cannabis. Highly, highly recommended.

Okay, so speaking of getting distracted, this strain led to a bit of a situation this week. So, Bartholomew, post-coffee-disaster, was being suspiciously sweet. You know, rubbing on my legs, doing that little chirpy meow thing. He’s usually more of a "stare at me from across the room like a tiny, furry gargoyle" kind of guy. So I’m feeling the Alien Rock Candy, I’m feeling relaxed, and I decide to make him a little gourmet treat. Like, a cat-safe charcuterie board. I’m talking a little pile of shredded salmon, a couple of those fancy dehydrated chicken hearts, the whole deal. I arrange it all on this tiny little plate I have. It’s adorable. I feel like the world's best cat mom. I present it to him, and he just… sniffs it. He looks at the beautiful, artisanal plate of food, then he looks at me, and then he deliberately walks over to his bowl of dry, boring kibble and starts crunching away. It was the most devastatingly passive-aggressive thing I have ever witnessed. I was genuinely hurt. So then, because I’m high, I decide the only logical thing to do is to try and understand why. I spent the next forty-five minutes on the floor, trying to see the world from his perspective. I'm smelling the kibble, I'm smelling the salmon, I'm trying to get on his level. My neighbor Carol walked by my window and saw me on all fours, sniffing a bowl of cat food, and I just sort of… waved? There was no explaining it. Bartholomew just sat there, watching me, with this look on his face like, "Yes, human. Grovel." The chaos is real.

Alright, you know what I need to get off my chest this week? It's the phrase "No worries." Oh, it drives me up a wall. Someone will ask you for a favor, a totally reasonable favor, and you do it, and they say "thank you," and you say, "No worries." Why? Why are we saying that? It implies that there was a potential for worry. It suggests that me passing you a napkin was a task fraught with potential peril that I heroically overcame. Like, were you concerned I was going to have a full-blown anxiety attack about whether I could complete the napkin hand-off? No! Of course not! Just say "you're welcome"! Or "no problem"! "No worries" is this weird, hollow, corporate-speak phrase that has infiltrated our daily lives and it minimizes the thank you! It’s like saying, "Don't worry your pretty little head, I managed to handle that incredibly simple task without spiraling." I want to bring back a hearty "You are most welcome!" or even just a simple "You got it." Anything but "No worries." It's a linguistic plague, and I, for one, will not stand for it any longer. End rant.

Alright, that is my time for this week. I'm already looking at a strain for the next episode that smells like it came from another dimension, so you've got that to look forward to. In the meantime, if you want the actual, serious, non-chaotic news about what's happening in the Minnesota cannabis scene, you should definitely be checking out the MN Cannabis Hub. They know what they're talking about. I'm just a girl with a cat and a microphone. This has been "Highly Recommended." I'm Leah G. Talk to you next week.

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Following her cerebral adventures, Leah shares a humbling culinary catastrophe involving an ambitious gourmet grilled cheese, three types of fancy cheese, and one very distracting dust bunny. The story of her grilled charcoal sandwich serves as a hilarious reminder of how easily our grand plans can go up in smoke. To round out the episode, she drops a hot take on the trend of AI-penned celebrity memoirs, questioning whether efficiency is worth sacrificing the messy, human details that make stories truly compelling. It's a call for more grit, more genuine reflection, and maybe an AI memoir about its own existential dread.]]>
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The main event this week is a truly epic saga of a trip to the grocery store. Armed with her newfound giggly energy, Leah embarks on a simple mission for milk and ends up in a philosophical standoff in the cereal aisle, contemplating the existential crisis of the Trix rabbit. This leads to a panicked purchase of a single lime, a 90th birthday card for "Agnes," and some chips, resulting in a hilariously deadpan exchange with Brenda, the cashier. The show wraps up with a hot take on the trend of AI-generated pet portraits, and why her cat Crouton absolutely does not need any more encouragement for his tiny dictatorial tendencies.]]>
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The main event this week is a truly epic saga of a trip to the grocery store. Armed with her newfound giggly energy, Leah embarks on a simple mission for milk and ends up in a philosophical standoff in the cereal aisle, contemplating the existential crisis of the Trix rabbit. This leads to a panicked purchase of a single lime, a 90th birthday card for "Agnes," and some chips, resulting in a hilariously deadpan exchange with Brenda, the cashier. The show wraps up with a hot take on the trend of AI-generated pet portraits, and why her cat Crouton absolutely does not need any more encouragement for his tiny dictatorial tendencies.]]>
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Later, Leah recounts a harrowing tale of hubris and hardware as she attempts to build a complex piece of IKEA furniture after partaking in the aforementioned Zero G. Let's just say it involves judgmental cartoon men, a thousand screws named ‘Krïsp,’ and a cat who has clearly seen it all before. The adventure ends with a very rustic, very low-to-the-ground "coffee table" and some seriously bruised shins. To wrap things up, she dives into a hot take on why she's completely over the trend of AI-generated movie trailers and is ready for a return to good old-fashioned, human-made nonsense.]]>
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Later, Leah recounts a harrowing tale of hubris and hardware as she attempts to build a complex piece of IKEA furniture after partaking in the aforementioned Zero G. Let's just say it involves judgmental cartoon men, a thousand screws named ‘Krïsp,’ and a cat who has clearly seen it all before. The adventure ends with a very rustic, very low-to-the-ground "coffee table" and some seriously bruised shins. To wrap things up, she dives into a hot take on why she's completely over the trend of AI-generated movie trailers and is ready for a return to good old-fashioned, human-made nonsense.]]>
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Later in the episode, Leah dives into her hot take of the week: the surprising return of flip phones. Sparked by Gen Z's obsession with all things retro on TikTok, she reminisces about the absolute "joy" of T9 predictive text and the unmatched power trip of snapping a phone shut to hang up on someone. Is it time to trade our smart-shaming refrigerators for the simple satisfaction of a game of Snake? Leah makes a compelling, if slightly hazy, case for bringing back the glorious inconvenience of the flip phone era.]]>
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Later in the episode, Leah dives into her hot take of the week: the surprising return of flip phones. Sparked by Gen Z's obsession with all things retro on TikTok, she reminisces about the absolute "joy" of T9 predictive text and the unmatched power trip of snapping a phone shut to hang up on someone. Is it time to trade our smart-shaming refrigerators for the simple satisfaction of a game of Snake? Leah makes a compelling, if slightly hazy, case for bringing back the glorious inconvenience of the flip phone era.]]>
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