Zmoothiez Thailand
We first stumbled upon Zmoothiez long before Cannabis Compass was even a twinkle in the eye of our crew. Back then, there was a wave rippling across the cannabis scene: a certain 100-gram hash bar was making its rounds, and was causing a proper stir—Miss Orange Nectar by Zmoothiez. Now, if you were around at the time, you know the hype was real. These bars were a game-changer, with crazy candy gassy orange terps that simply hadn’t been seen before. If you held a lighter to the hash, it bubbled like a Jacuzzi on full blast—a telltale sign of top-tier quality for those who know. It was the bar to get your hands on, and anyone lucky enough to try it was hooked.
For about three glorious months, Miss Orange Nectar hash bars were floating around, and just as the demand hit its peak—BOOM—gone. The pipeline dried up faster than your mate’s last gram, and everyone who’d heard the whispers of this legendary hash was left wanting more. It drove one of our team members absolutely nuts, sending them on a relentless hunt for the source. Leads went cold, connections fizzled out, and the only thing we managed to uncover was that Zmoothiez wasn’t from the UK, which made our already uphill search feel like we were scaling Everest without any shoes.
Miss Orange Nectar became this mythical benchmark for hash among those fortunate enough to have tried it. It was a glimpse into the future of hash-making—new school techniques and insane quality that we’d never seen before. And let me tell you, whenever we’re sitting around reminiscing about hash (which is more often than you’d think), someone inevitably pipes up with, “Remember Zmoothiez’s Miss Orange Nectar hash?” It’s a legend. The Holy Grail of hash that disappeared before it could reach its full, deserved glory.
But this is no history lesson, and the story doesn’t end there. Nope. Fast forward to 2024, nearly a decade after the last sighting of Miss Orange Nectar. The winds of fate blew again when one of our team caught wind—whispers really—that the Zmoothiez team was in Thailand, specifically Chiang Mai. Suddenly, that old fire was reignited. There was talk of a limited drop from Zmoothiez gardens heading to none other than TreeHouse Dispensary.
Now, as anyone in the cannabis world will tell you, when the right drop hits, you act fast. So, like any proper hash enthusiasts, we didn’t think twice. Flights were booked, bags were packed, and we were on a mission to Chiang Mai. But first, we took a shot in the dark and slid into Zmoothiez’s Thailand Instagram DM, introducing ourselves and, of course, asking the million-dollar question: “Any chance you’ve still got Miss Orange Nectar?”
To our absolute shock, they responded. We were gassed, to say the least. After a few back-and-forths, we managed to arrange a meet-up. It all felt a bit surreal, considering how many dead ends we’d hit in our original hunt years ago. The plan was simple: meet up at TreeHouse Dispensary.
We met the Zmoothiez team and spent hours soaking up their story, learning about the origins of the brand, and the serious attention to detail they put into their craft. But let’s be real, there was one burning question we were dying to ask: “Where is Miss Orange Nectar?”
Then, like something out of a dream, Zmoothiez pulls out a Mylar bag with none other than the Miss Orange Nectar logo on it. I’m not proud to admit this, but I might’ve snatched it out of his hand a little too quickly (sorry about that, Zmoothiez). Inside? A glorious 7 grams of Miss Orange Nectar flower. Forget the full inspection or even a casual sniff—I was already halfway through digging my rolling papers out of my bag, fingers fumbling like I was 16 again and someone had brought out their first grinder.
Zmoothiez handed me a lighter, and from the first spark, it was like we hit 88mph and the DeLorean took off. Those iconic candy-orange terps came rushing back like a sweet, gassy time machine. It was exactly what we remembered, and maybe even better after all these years. Miss Orange Nectar, long lost and deeply missed, had finally been found again.
What started off as a dead-end search has now become the opening chapter of something much bigger. The journey isn’t over—it’s just beginning. And today, we’re lucky enough to not only smoke their top-notch strains but call the Zmoothiez team personal friends.
Some stories are worth waiting for, and this one’s just getting started.