Lodi Dodi reviews

A great day time smoke. Real light (Didn't cough), flavorful. A clear headed experience that was euphoric and enjoyable.

Lodi dodi. dude. i owe lodi dodi a huge apology. at first i was like.......tf is the big deal? i mean it knocked the pain down a notch or two but....and then out of nowhere about 30 minutes in oh my hell. i had to lay down. *cue laying on the bed while on the phone laughing so hard i cried because my ceiling fixture looks like a giant boob* and then sleeping for 7 hours straight.

I feel more indica effects but the strain I have is called Lodi OG. It says it's a 50/50 hybrid. I never heard of the strain so I read the reviews for Lodi Dodi and decided to give it a try. It's a nice mellow high that can have me drifting off to sleep after a few hits. The smell is sweet and a bit citrus like. I think this might be my new favorite strain. I'm not normally a fan of hybrids but this one takes the prize.

Very good, made me laugh A Lot! Pretty smooth as well

When I first smoked this strain, I used a regular old beaker bong. The taste did not overwhelm me with unicorns and rainbows like I was promised. I decided to grind some and roll a joint. I could not belive the difference. The joint was harsh to smoke, but I found that small puffs accompanied with French inhales resulted in the best way to taste the entire flavor profile. I could tase citrus, pine and an earthy flavor. It almost seemed as if each puff yielded a different flavor. I snagged a seed from one of the buds I bought, I am definitely going to grow this and see what happens!

Ever hit the Stoner Trifecta: prefect day, perfect music and perfect weed? May 13, 2018, Midlake's 'Trials of Van Occupanther', Lodi Dodi. I have no idea how to pronounce Lodi Dodi -- loady-doh'dee? -- but I sure the fuck know what happens when you smoke it: you float away like you're sporting little cherub wings flap-flap-flapping away, lifting your ample and stoned ass off that second-hand Ikea sofa you bought for $12 off Craigslist and totally overlooked the bloodstains and used syringe buried between the cushions (Hep-C's a bitch, ain't it?) and deposited you bodily in Lodi-Dodi Land where everything is soft and beautiful and smells vaguely like Highland Park 18. And while you're enjoying that perma-grin, your cortex feels like that guy who tied 9,000 helium weather balloons to a lawn chair and earned the undying love of the FAA and probably would have been shot down a F-15 if he tried that stunt today. He'd be dead and being dead sucks because you can't enjoy the heady high of Lodi Dodi or the magical tunes of Midlake. Moral? Don't be dead.

The name is accurate it really makes you "Lodi Dodi"...

nice uplifting feeling. Definitely one to enjoy during the day. A clear headed, euphoric experience.