I'm still trying to finish the second half of this, so I'll get back to everyone individually later today. In brief, thanks for all the nice comments, and coming out of the shadows- it makes it so much more fun for me!
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Mellow Yellow's Nepal Pollen, Amnesia's Nepal Pollen, Katsu's Pollen Nepal, DeGraal's Super Pollen
I was bringing up the rear as we entered Katsu, as trying to text Marco and walk at the same time proved way to much for me after our two-alarm smokefest at Media. I entered the dim shop to find it packed.
“No room.” Gapie said to me.
“Yeah, let’s go somewhere else nearby. Is there anywhere close with vaporizers?” We had originally picked Katsu with verdampers in mind.
“No. I don’t think so.”
“How about De Graal? That should have enough seating right?” Marco was going to join us, putting us at a rather unwieldy 7. “I’m just going to buy something quick- wait for me please because I don’t know how to get to De Graal?” It is so nice having someone along to do the navigating.
Gapie nodded and proceeded to herd the cats outside while I stepped up to the crowded bud counter. I think it was all the hash that was making it hard to read, but the letters swam. I let the guy behind me go ahead and make his purchase.
In times like these it is critical to narrow things down, so I focused on the 20 euro hash deals, and when the busy blond budtendress turned her gaze on me I had managed to make out a few names. “Can I see the Pollen Nepal and the Paroc please?”

Katsu's Pollen Nepal
The paroc (Pakistani plants grown and processed in Morocco) looked dry and didn’t have much aroma.
What I hope I was thinking: Gee, it would be interesting to try another low-end hash to compare with the zero-zero from 1e Hulp. This smells like chocolate, which I bet my Mr. will like. Also, I have four hashes that profess to be Nepalese Pollen hashes, comparing is fun!
What I suspect I was thinking: Lots of Hash. Big. Drool.
To recap: probably the worst purchase I’ve ever made in Amsterdam, and all my own fault. What I did not do: get the budtenders’ advice, or even think much. What I got, some (too much) cheap hash that was weak and tinny tasting. It did make clear though, that 1e Hulp’s Zero-Zero really was lovely and quite a deal at 7e/g.
Moving on…(literally)
I again failed to text and walk for the short trip over to de Graal, bumping into my husband several times and a bike rack or two while trying to convey the change of venue via text to Marco.

De Graal's Super Pollen
The dealer counter at De Graal is just inside the door, and I was the last to make my purchases while the group found seating inside. The scene was relaxed, with the bar on the main floor full with regulars. We found plenty of room upstairs, and joints were already being rolled by the time I made it upstairs with my selections of Amnesia Haze, Super Pollen, and Gardela.

deGraal's Amnesia Haze
A lit Amnesia Haze joint was passed to me before I even had a chance to sit. Gapie confirmed that it was from De Graal as I hit it. The clean tart grape candy flavor was punctuated by an undercurrent of vanilla and rich haze. I took another big hits before I passed the joint on, savoring the warm lift from the sativa.
Before I even sat down I passed Gapie some of Mellow Yellow’s Cheese and the bag of Gardela, which was oily and dark. I smelled it again before I handed it over and my head swam with the rich spicy floral aroma that reminded me of fennel pollen and Szechuan peppercorns.

Mellow Yellow's Cheese
Jerelo had been kind enough to offer to buy a round of drinks for everyone, as a thanks for our collective hospitality, which was super kind of him. I offered to help facilitate, and all I can say is that it’s a good thing I spent my school years waiting tables on the side. Just as I had finished getting everyone’s drink orders, the Amnesia Haze joint made its way back around to me.
If you know anything about this geek by now you know that I took a few huge hits, feeling a wave of warm tingles run through my body. My head floated down the stairs next to Jerelo, and I impressed myself by remembering the correct number of mint teas, lattes, and hot chocolates to keep the group running.
While the pleasant gentleman made our (surprisingly affordable) drinks I took in the atmosphere of the shop, as I was way too high to make conversation. Comfortable arm chairs, lots of chess boards, quiet locals, afternoon sunlight. The shop looked lived-in, comfortable rather than cool. Homey. A radically more mellow scene than the bustle at Katsu just a few blocks away. And the Amnesia Haze was undeniably nice, with a warm sensual body high and a bourbon-vanilla undercurrent to the haze candy flavor that still lingered on my tongue.

De Graal's Amnesia Haze