I wish they all could be cal-i-fornia buds.... (I sing to myself as I write this review). These buds do make me want some oranges from Cali if they are half as good as this. The citrus, as your probably wondering about, hits on the back end. And not a metaphor cause this gentle ride won't knock you on your back end. Anyway. The toke itself is mild and soothing, almost as to coax you to take bigger hits. I, myself, am a novice and can't hit like Chong on a bender. But the almost Menthol like sensation in your lungs relaxes you, completely countering the chronic cough. As you blow it out, you get a tingle like those Winter Fresh commercials. As the last of the smoke leaves your mouth, it's parting kiss is the citrus of California's Orange. Once you're done, you're walkin tall with a smile on your face and getting shit done so you can gel in your comfy setup, kick the tunes, and play some relaxing game. I'm now loose as a goose, after mating season, and feeling good. That is, after I just demolished my kitchen pantry. Toker beware, the munchies that ensue is something to take heed. Have your snacks ready or you're going to look like me. Like Garfield hitting the buffet after a 3-day-fast. Now that my loose PJ's are tighter and I've truffle-shuffled my ass over to the computer, to happily type this review, I'm saying, "Bring some grindage, some games, and some friends. And don't forget that California Orange!". Now I'm going to flick on some Netflix and slip into a food coma. \m/ \m/.