I wish I had more to say about this flavor profile, however, Nāpali Pink remains quite consolidated at all times. It shifts and changes directions a number of times, but never strays or disperses from its few isolated currents. The summation of which pivots between green tea or pink lemonade until the flower reaches its incendiary finish. It is fascinating how vastly different the agitated tropical aroma fell from the finishing notes of flavor.
Leaf to flame, a lagoon of biting lemongrass slurry pools to encompass beds of abrasive floral grape. Arid coughs of earth kick out chalky clouds of hot lime and banana leaf. The tilling sweetness calls me again to draw the comparison to powdered lemonade mix. The shocking sensation shines in both terms of taste and texture. The sharding citrus stabs my tastebuds to awaken them to the hardened tart hail of limonene and caryophyllene.
On the tail of great discovery, I crush the flowers under my nose. I become skewered by gelatinous needles of raw, funky, citrus. A grenade cached within a pineapple; my senses are hammered by sharpnel of honed kumquat, slick kiwi, and marshmallowy orange. A push pop born of malicious magnitudes, its mulched essence scars my tongue to invite in a seething pseudo-chem air into my vulnerable wounds.
As the profile chars, it becomes exponentially chemmy and peppery. As a counterbalance, the depth of the smoldering berry bog sinks to muster the dampening strength of blackberry jam. The finishing licks offered by the roasted flesh of Nāpali Pink are formidable. The detonated bed of berry and pepper forgoes all sweetness in an ultimatum of woody fire.
Welcome back to toasted n’ posted where we delve into the hottest new strains. This evening’s strain is Napali Pink. Far from the familiar regions of Nepal, this strain actually highlights heritage from Hawaii’s Nāpali Coast. This tropical hybrid is ripe with heritage; Nāpali Pink is the cross of Powerline, Hindu Sun, and Afghani Pink OG. Bred by Hawaiian Seed Co., this strain has been profiled under House of Cultivar’s Chem Diesel family. This cut may not fall so far from Nepalese influence after all.
Caught between hazy and chem, the blooming invigoration is extremely familiar but impossible to grasp. A lost leyline of lime, chem, floral grape, melon, and coconut. The ambiguous rub of tropical spice becomes more elusive the more time I spend in hopes of decoding it. The exhilarating chase leaves me marooned upon a mountain of chocolate covered oranges. Shells of milky sweetness crack to reveal spurts of citrus excitement. Pockets of pulp bursting with breaths of ripe banana green and spiked tangerine resonance.
Nāpali Pink isn’t quite pink, but it does demonstrate an uncommon demeanor. Most notably are the hairline spires that stand proudly outward across the flower like so many radio towers. Quite capable of receiving any signal, the countless antenna grant the flower an eerie reaching appearance. Are they whiskers, feelers, or nooses meant to attract and snare? Could this be a carnivorous cannabis plant? Such outlandish thoughts tend to crawl into one’s mind when staring down a spectacle so bizarre. Weathered schemes of peach and tangerine color the daunting stigmas, wiry claws frozen by time and dehydration.
A warmth crawls through my ears and eyes as I find myself lured into a cozy realm of introspection. Still propelled by otherworldly confidence, my frantic search of discovery is now directed inward. I feel the spines of warmth snake down my sides, supporting my posture with a reassuring cradle. My muscles feel stronger and more purposeful while imbued with the powerful focus of Nāpali Pink. Even the mildest tremors in my hands and fingers seem to have ceased to match the prowess of a decorated surgeon. Hand me the scalpel, I’ll get it done as long as I have plenty of Nāpali Pink.
Beneath the startling lattice are a drained scheme of meadowy color. Frosted petals shift from pulsing parakeet to proud pistachio and modest mint. Studding the reaching architecture of Nāpali Pink are flush ranks of stout trichomes. A low-lying veil of ice crafts a complete shield over the hazy flesh below. The icy ranks reflect an milky white glow back unto the already pale demeanor of Nāpali Pink, granting it additional auras of ghostly allure.
Nepali Pink is a sativa-dominant strain bred by Hawaiian Seed Company. They chose an “Ohana” (family) of three strains: Powerline x Hindu Sun x Afghani Pink OG. During its flowering stage, this beautiful hawaiian strain yields bright pink pistils that hold their color through to the end. She also has extremely long colas that are bright yellow-green and light in weight. This flower releases a very busy aroma; it has dominant scents of both mango and passionfruit, combined with a slight kick of mint that awakens your senses. Nepali Pink offers a delicious inhale, with the flavor of lilikoi and starfruit and a finish of sweet guri guri exhale. Nepali Pink has high amounts of pinene and caryophyllene, which help give an incredibly balanced high.
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