Lemon Meringue comes with kind of a hard crash 

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Some strains seem to sit quietly, somewhere in your bones, radiating out a kind of warmth that ends up enveloping a lot of the world, creating a kind of halo or aura of highness. The similarities between stonedness and beatitude have often been discussed. Back as a high school stoner, I fell into The Tao of Pooh, which used Winnie the Pooh to explain the tenets of Taoism. From there, The Tao of Physics and finally to the Tao-Te-Ching itself.

Being high can and does provide glimpses of that state of at-one-ment with the world, even if it manifests with the kind of caricaturish laid-back-ness of the Dude Lebowski. It’s an important glimmering in one’s life, the recognition that we are all in this together. On the darker side, anyone who tries to do anything personally to help in our environmental crisis realizes that individual action, unless addressed at policy, can’t make a dent in the problem.

But then there is the reverse that also comes along with forays into cannabis: the crushing sense of self-consciousness, where the aura of stonedness points back on yourself and makes you feel like everyone is watching you, like anything you say will be dumb, like you cannot even move.
Lemon Meringue toes the line between these two poles in an unpredictable way, but it never goes to too great an extreme in either direction. Still, one time, I was blissing out on the world, and the next, castigating myself in an orgy of recrimination that ended in an exhausted slop.

Which is the other thing about this strain. It’s got kind of a hard crash that is precipitated by a lack of awareness of your surroundings and yourself. I walked in from lunch, after smoking the Meringue and I allowed the apartment door to slam in my wife’s face and then didn’t even hear when she knocked. It wasn’t like being drunk — I didn’t lose motor skills or whatever — but I just wasn’t aware.

And as I write this, I am starting to doze off under the effect of the sharp, hollow citrus of Lemon Meringue. People used to put orange or apple peels in their weed to keep it damp. I thought it made it gross, but that’s what this is like — someone put a slightly rotted apple soaked in a lemon-scented cleaning product in the bag. I know that doesn’t sound great, but I don’t mean it entirely negatively. But smelling it can be almost overwhelming, like smelling salts or ether.

I’ve never had the dessert that lent this strain its name, but I imagine it shares some of these qualities — either a sense of community with those you share it with, or a desire to have more of it yourself, followed by a sugary rush and then a nap.

Strength: 6
Nose: Apple peel soaked in lemon cleaner
Euphoria: 6
Existential dread: 8
Freaking out when a crazy person approaches you: 4
Drink pairing: Limoncello
Music pairing: Alejandro Escovedo’s “Outlaw for You”
Rating: 5


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