DeLekkersteNUGS16 » Thu 16th Jul 2015 01:23 am
Had to make a detour down to Utrecht yesterday. Checked out t'grasje and hi/lo
Next stop, t'grasje, which I was informed served up some legendary space cakes. When I finally arrived at t'grasje, I was presently surprised by what I found. A small hole the wall locale that had a very under the table vibe to it, think Barcelona associations or Amsterdam squat bars. I asked for a cake but was told they were being baked and I'd have to wait around til 17:00, fair enough. So I order up a tenner of "Girl Scout Cookies" for 10 a gram. The GSC, which in actuality was def some Casey Jones or Sour Deez, was a nice uplifting energetic smoke, which tasted as delicious as it smelled in a pure J, recommended. Also, got some Afghan Mazari Sharif for 6 a gram, properly squidgy and a flavorful smoke, with a potent but not overwhelming narcotic stone. Nothing super special, but a fair enough priced smoke all things considered.
After hours of toking the cakes were finally ready. They were lemon pound cake slices, which apart from their inebriant effects were delicious. I ordered 3, 2 for me, 1 to take home to the old lady. Now let me preface this by saying I smoke an ungodly amount and as such possess a through the roof tolerance to ganja. Nonetheless some reviews warned that these cakes were particularly potent and that even for more experienced'heads, a half slice could be sufficient. Needless to say I ate the first piece, an hour and half later while certainly stoned as fuck, I felt I could go for more and downed the second slice down the hatch.
Mistake! I don't know if it was placebo or the 1st slice coming to full fruition, but 15 minutes later reality was becoming increasingly distant, the second cake hadn't. Even come close to full swing yet. Long story shit, I managed to keep my cool given my extensive herb experience, but I was certainly at a level of high for some 6 hours that would send anyone who doesn't smoke like me into the grips of a panic attack. Somehow I got off at the right stop on my train, and was able to bike home in one piece but geeeeez was I fucking zonked on these space cakes.
The cakes only cost 4€ per slice btw, and are lightyears ahead of the notorious Paradox cakes which I had ironically enough sampled for the first time, the day prior (and thus had a fresh point of reference for comparison).
Moral of the story (tl; dr): if you're in Utrecht and fancy a smoke check out t'grasje, especially the spacecakes (arguably the best edibles I've ever had, on par with my TKO ice-o-lator firecracker recipe, like seriously within the top 10 highest times I've ever been in my 11 years of weed smoking, which is saying ALOT. Avoid hi/lo, it's shit!