Javaris Jamar Javarison-Lamar
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Straight Disneyland for grown folks. I walked in and it smelled like happiness had a perfume. Shelves stacked high with flowers, carts, edibles, stuff I ain’t even got the vocabulary for.
The budtender asked me what kinda vibe I wanted… I said, ‘I got a Hellcat, so I need something that roar on startup but cruise smooth on the highway.’ They ain’t even blink — handed me a jar like, ‘say less.’
Man, I cracked that seal and almost shed a tear. Looked like they sprinkled diamonds on the buds. Rolled it up later and lemme tell you… my car didn’t just purr, it meditated.
This place? Professional, chill, and they treat you like family that actually like you. If you ain’t coppin’ here, you basically smokin’ oregano out a gas station baggie.