Despite the fact that it was after 1pm, I didn’t get the sense that Basjoe’s had been open long when we walked inside. James was just sitting down with some sort of tasty looking savory pastry and his younger assistant was behind the bar. James started to get up, but I stopped him with a squeeze on the shoulder. “No, sit, enjoy your lunch.”
I asked them what they’d recommend, reminding James that I’d had, and loved, the Bas Special, the OG Kush, and the Amnesia Haze. The young guy pulled open the drawer full of goodies as James jumped up with a smile. “She will like the AK 47.”

Basjoe’s AK 47 (August 2009)
James shoved a beautiful big bag of sparkly weed under my nose. (Yes, yes she will. Does. Like the AK47.)
“Oooh! Yes! I’ll take a few grams of that, two spa red, and in awhile, after you’ve finished your food, two cappuccinos.” (That is this monkey’s version of heaven.)
The AK 47 was perfectly cured, the best I’ve ever had of this strain. It smelled of celery, fennel, and grapefruit. It tasted like grapefruit and fennel on the inhale with a slightly greasy licorice flavor on the exhale. The effect is an elevating present high along with a cool body stone. This buzz also had a light silvery visual component that I found particularly pleasant. One of my top 5 smokes on a trip full of great weed. 9.8/10.

Basjoe’s AK 47 (August 2009)
Because life is too short to smoke bad bud.