⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️ " . . . breakfast is cancelled. I bought this thinking it would pair nicely with toast. Spoiler: I never made it to the toaster."

MARMALADE. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking . . . sounds like something your aunt spreads on toast while gossiping about the neighbors. But this? This isn’t breakfast. This is a one-gram ticket to citrusy, sticky enlightenment.

We froze the flower colder than a Canadian January, extracted the terpenes with the precision of a surgeon who moonlights as a thief, and ended up with a concentrate that tastes like sunshine… if sunshine got a little tipsy.

Hit it once, you’re creative, chatty, convinced you should start a podcast. Hit it twice, you’re horizontal, drooling, and perfectly okay with it.

Why should you buy it? Because toast doesn’t get you high. And Marmalade does.