“Even as I leave Florida, far enough, wasn’t far enough” is simply put by Modest Mouse. But there are layers to dissect here. So, you can escape Florida, but there are Floridians everywhere. Stop trying to run away, accept its existence, cry so hard that you lose your voice then you can enter the stage of enlightenment. You have to acknowledge that you’re vulnerable. Go to Panama City. Act like it’s normal to have broken bud light glass all over the beach. You’ll get there. Lest we forget that the lawless state has played a significant role in the cannabis world. If a strain has a citrus fruit in its name, it’s more than likely that it’s Florida or California—take your pick. California is a state that is always on fire despite Smokey the Bear’s best efforts, so how does California allow its trees to prosper? California oranges are protected by Mr.Freeze (Yes, Arnold is the only Mr. Freeze).
Without further a due, ATLRx has brought on board a new delta 8 Sativa, Tangie. The strain made its waves due to its similarities to the hybrid-Sativa leaning strain, Tangerine Dream. In fact, Tangie’s birth into this world was intentional; it was to revive Tangerine Dream after it went AWOL in the 1990s. It was pain reduction focused, with good ole’ myrcene terps. Tangie is a Sativa cross between the two phenomenon’s Cali Orange and Skunk #1. Cali Orange introduces the fruit on the inhale, the zesty aroma, and a sweet finish. Cali is a Sativa that acts similar to Blue Dream, hopping into indica territory at heavier doses. Skunk brings fuel, musk, and earthiness. Along with the perk of increasing your appetite, it engages you in creativity as most sativas do. The citrus-forward strain brings more to the table than the aroma of ten tangerines in their pique ripeness; this strain scales expectations. There is a balance, with the sweetness from a tangerine, its sharp astringency, and the earthiness. The flower has a touch of that high octane fuel that gives you a little tickle in your throat. ATLRx Tangie flower has more girth, deeper green leaves, and beautiful tangerine-colored pistils that hit headfirst like Ed Reed. Did I mention it’s kief sifted?
Citrus is too vague. I don’t make the rules. Sometimes, you are forced to play catch up in the world of pretentiousness. It’s impossible to deny this bold flavor is from a tangerine. If yo ‘ve never had a tangerine is a type of orange that’s DNA is made up of a wide range of hybrid mandarins and pomelos. The zest from the flower is as if you’re smelling a tangerine’s skin after scratching an indent into the fruit. It’s a magical smell, but it stings if it gets into your eye, similar to how Todd felt when his parents forgot his birthday. I knew what the fruit was because of the Tang commercials. It was an orangutan doing Liu Kang kicks in karate attire. How could anyone forget that?
The flower is armored in predominately myrcene terpenes. That pepper and pine are difficult to overlook. Tangie has caryophyllene and pinene terpenes as well, providing more earthiness in the taste and aromatics. The smoke is creamy, cold stone creamery creamy. So, it’s a daytime dessert. Mentally, it focuses on providing a euphoric elation with a bolt of energy. Notably, it felt like a liberation of the everyday wounds like driving in the city of Atlanta. I think I’m in the clear. No traffic? Oh. You. Wait. Spoke too soon. Now, try not gripping the Nissan Versa’s steering wheel while sitting on Ashford-Dunwoody for two hours to hop onto 400. That steering
wheel will give you third-degree burns during an Atlanta summer. Me convincing myself to say, “well, at least that’s over,” is when I knew the Tangie was working.
Tangy made its rounds mainly in Europe, Amsterdam to be exact. Is this what Jean-Baptiste Clamence was smoking in Albert Camus’s The Fall? Maybe he couldn’t handle sativas. Perhaps if he had an indica, he wouldn’t be interrogating himself the entire book. I can guarantee you one thing, if he had our d8 Tangie, he’d have a clean and clear conscious to think. Jean-Baptiste would be making ethically correct decisions all the time, shrugging his shoulders and raising his eyebrow at anyone who second-guesses him. He’s a lawyer. As an east coast vagrant, I can confirm that we are sick of California songs. Give me a song about a lone skiing trip in Vermont after the dissolution of a marriage. I’ll give that a hard listen over a glass of tang; that’s when I’m all ears. You probably have a lot to say that has nothing to do with Bixby Canyon Bridge. That’s perfect. Like Kel loves orange soda, I love citrus stains. Especially ATLRx’s latest, Tangie.
Tangie is available in both the Alpharetta and Atlanta store. And for your convenience we have it available online as well!