Cheeseheadz iE
I generally appreciate Information Entropy’s flower. Their cut of apples & bananas remains one of my favorite selections. With that being said, I feel like Cheeseheadz is genuinely not as spectacular as I was hoping it would be.
I’ve been smoking for about 34 years and like many in my age range, I lament the older strains that contained so much of that cheesy funk. I’ve grown tired of the candy strains and am ready to embrace some comfort smokes. I had high hopes for Cheeseheadz.
The flower is undeniably gorgeous — studded with dense patches of orange hairs and covered in a sheen of trichomes. The feel is both fresh and sticky and the bud quickly reforms after being squeezed. I do taste an initial cheese funk on the first inhale. I have argued this point with another connoisseur, but I do believe it to be present. Quickly, though, the papaya steps in and takes over, and all cheese funk dissipates. The floral trop notes are forcefully forefront in their presence. In all actuality, genetically, this strain shouldn’t be cheese heavy, but the name did lend itself to some of that belief. I found myself chasing that initial cheese note each time I lit up.
I felt the effects at the back of my head — a gentle pressure. The stone is not incredibly heady — a completely functional high. Definite presence of euphoria and tingles but not overly abundant. I tend to be a chatty consumer and this was accentuated. All in all, this was a happy smoke that left me social, but not any more so than the other strains I’ve been smoking as of late. Complete lack of anxiety or paranoia.
I should note that this is clearly a case of the incredible market we have in Michigan. If this strain had come from a more budget friendly label, I would have been perfectly happy. Admittedly, it could be considered unfair to hold different companies to different standards, but I expect more from Information Entropy. I do the same with Ripe, Tip Top Crop, 517 Premier, etc. I was “perfectly happy” with this flower but that’s not what I know iE can accomplish. I don’t regret the gamble — it’s a perfectly fine Bolo Runtz and Papaya cross. I just wanted cheese. I thought the choice would be solid because of the name, but I was wrong. And I’m getting old. And cranky.
The search for cheese continues.