“Let's get right to it. I've been to this location three times now. Twice I've purchased flower, once I left because there wasn't any Top Shelf product. And I only mess with Top Shelf product. With a heavy rotation of different strands, it's common to find a new strand at this place ever other day or so, with an option of about 6 indoor strains and 6 outdoor strands.
Quality: Hit and miss. With that being said, if you happen to come in to this place at the right time, you can luck out and come across two, or even three Top Shelf strands. But be ready to pay $13/g (Really? Really?...)
Atmosphere: The atmosphere is here strange. The location is wayyy to big for the business. You walk though a super long long, uncomfortable entry way on your way to the ID checker as she stands behind the register staring at you. There's another gigantic "waiting room" you pass through before you gain entry into the main area of the dispensary. Your ID gets checked twice. Once in the front, and again before you purchase. Note: if you're a first time visitor be prepared to give up your personal information. I can't remember which, but beyond just asking for your name, the ID checker asks for your address or your email address, I can't remember which. I remember asking if I could opt out of giving them that information, but it was "required," so like everyone else, I just said **** it.
Cool notes: they let you open jars, inspect nugs under a microscope, and even let you mix bags (e.g. you can get .6 of one strain and .4 of another for the price of 1 gram).
The budtenders are legit. They know their stuff, are really friendly, and don't completely come off as burnouts.
So overall, the quality is hit and miss, but when it's hit, it's Top Shelf. The service is up to par, but the atmosphere is awkward and uncomfortable. Large spaces. No music. Dark lighting. Which is all unfortunate, since perhaps the most useful thing about rec dispensaries is avoiding the awkward uncomfortableness of your neighborhood dealer. Right?”