Strain Review: Shishkaberry
If Shishkaberry were a dessert, it would be something fruity and flashy, like gourmet apple and blackberry ice cream maybe, served with a glob of caramel sauce on top.
A few hits of this savoury cannabis strain will quickly lead to a euphoric head buzz before it finally drips into a tranquillizing body high after about 30 minutes. Like a sugar rush, ’kish’ lifts you up before it calms you down.
An award-winning fusion of DJ Short Blueberry and an unknown Afghani strain, Shishkaberry will pair equally well with your first coffee of the day — if you’re into slow and easy mornings — as it does your evening tea.
My weed came from Redecan’s Niagara greenhouses and was delivered in a pack of 10 pretty, petite, and perfectly straight-rolled joints featuring snazzy black tips. I actually felt sophisticated and classy holding a Shiskaberry joint in my hand. These are not feelings I can say I’ve ever experienced before, puffing on a doob.
My mind wanders and imagine myself wearing a beret and smoking this exotically named weed at some swanky cannabis cafe in (hopefully) the not-so-distant future. For now, I’m sprawled out on my bed as usual.
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With 18 percent to a whopping 26 percent THC content, this indica-dominant strain is a fantastic choice for anyone who struggles with anxiety, stress, depression, sleepless nights, or general aches and pains caused by inflammation. Some consumers say Shishkaberry is similar to Green Crack and Trainwreck. Super chill.
Shishkaberry is an easy strain to cultivate in any growing environment and can yield a fair amount of flower in less than nine weeks. The plant’s tight dense buds exhibit multiple shades of green and purple with furry brown hairs and a thick, sticky coating of white trichomes. The leaves are minty green and shaped like spades.
In addition to offering a warm, fuzzy, happy high, Shishkaberry packs a spectrum of terpenes that combine to produce a seductively sweet earthy fragrance, velvety smooth smoke, and a crisp berry aftertaste.
I permitted myself to indulge for five days until the pack was empty.
