Weed Review: Sour Tangie, a brand spankin’ new sativa strain at Prohibition Herb
Ever get so stoned that when you close your eyes, you feel like you’re falling off a ledge? Yep, that’s Sour Tangie, a new strain available at Prohibition Herb. We got our hands on Sour Tangie a few days before it’s set to be released – which is this Thursday, October 11, in case you’re interested – and let me tell you, this one is pretty darn special.
So, a little bit about Sour Tangie. It’s a sativa created by crossing East Coast Sour Diesel (one of my favorite strains) and Tangie, and it contains about 18 percent THC (18.81 percent, to be exact).
I smoked a bowl of Sour Tangie alone on a weeknight (mostly because I was running way late for this review thanks to a rancid ass cold I’ve been fighting), and I wasn’t sure what to expect. I purposely didn’t read much on what the strain was so as not to sully my mind with preconceived notions, so I wasn’t even aware this was a cross of ECSD. Learning that this morning only validates my newfound love for it.
Anyway, here’s what it’s like. I wish I could tell you what it smells like, but I’m genuinely not sure and don’t want to lead you astray. Blame the stupid cold I caught the first week of October. I can tell you what it tastes like, though, because I might not have my sniffer, but I still got my taste buds. It tastes like a combination of herbs and spice, and it became even more evident every time I inhaled. It was like the taste built from one hit to the next. And yes, I choked every time. Again, blame the cold.
The effects were as unusual as the taste. I quit smoking about two-thirds of the way into the bowl, and I didn’t feel stoned right away. By the time I walked into my house, I was clearly quite stoned. It started with my head – I began finding amusement in some random, very bad Juvederm commercial – and spread from there. I don’t usually get much of a body high from sativas, but I sure as hell did with Sour Tangie. My legs felt high, and so did every other part of my body shortly after. Oh, and I tried to type my notes on the remote.
Yes, you read that right. I tried, after smoking two-thirds of that bowl, to type my notes on my remote and not my phone. I caught myself shortly into the process (and luckily before anyone saw my dumbass fiddling with the remote like a typewriter), but it still happened.
I also got a serious, emergency-level case of the munchies. I’m not much of an ice cream fan in the freaking cold weather (yes, this is cold to me), but I was that night. I scooped out a buncha chocolate chip ice cream, covered it in Nutella (that’s a great life hack if you’ve never tried it), and then proceeded to eat the entire bowl in a matter of minutes. Ice cream is delicious after a bowl of this stuff.
Once I’d shoveled all the food in my face, I decided to lay back and close my eyes, which immediately gave me the weirdest vertigo-holy-crap-I’m-falling feeling, so that went out the window. I stayed up and watched dumb shit on TV instead.
I’m not sure Sour Tangie is a sativa I could smoke and function on other than to get ice cream, but that’s okay with me. I’m learning to embrace the body high, and I’ll always love a strain that makes life extra funny, which Sour Tangie did. This is a good one, you guys. I highly recommend it.