Kadinsky 3

I purchased a gram on NY Diesel, a gram of Nepalese hash and a pure Dutch grass 5 joint pack and one latte and a cappuccino. The Diesel tasted overly chemically as if had not been properly leeched before harvest. The high was fair, not overpowering, but not disorienting. The hash was pretty good, peppery yet slightly flowery, and it was very black and took bit of work to become pliable. The staff was a very pretty lady with a thick Dutch accent and the environment was light. A funny bit was there was no cigarette, tobacco, smoking but they had a cigarette machine in the upstairs lounge.

This is a very small shop with a very big menu, especially in the hasj department. The wiet is very good as well, but specialize in foreign hasj. The one room shop has padded seating all around the room and two tables, one in the front window which is very large, actually a great little hang if it isn't already taken. The large windows in front let in alot of light which is nice, they were playing Reggae and Electronica music while I was there. There is a TV for sports, and a great drink selection. Nice overall ambiance for more of a "take-out" type of place. The wiet counter is in the back and the bud tender was very accommodating. I see some people have complained about the staff being rude, but I had a completely different experience. The guy working there when I visited greeted me with a smile and a hello, he then asked me what I was looking for, I said hasj and he showed me the "Caramello" and told me I had to try it. This stuff was amazing dark hasj at 13e a gm., very soft and pliable, peppery and sweet in smell, just an uplifting buzz, top notch! It wasn't really crowded at all, so the budtender rolled me a killer spliff, which he even said they never do. Great place for hasj, even if just for a take-out stop. There is a great, classic brown bar just down the street called "t' Dokteretje", the "smallest" bar in Amsterdam, and a great sushi place nearby as well.

It isn't that I loved the place, or that the weed was overwhelming, or even fairly priced. But I have this recurring illness, with no symptoms except extreme, violent vomiting. Of course, it flared up the day before departure. I puked three times just in the airplane shitter from Detroit to Amsterdam - ever stuck your head in one of those fuckers? I tossed a few more times after somehow willing myself to our apartment on Oudezijds Voorburgwal, right around the corner from Kadinsky. Mrs. C.J., meantime, was seeing our first trip to Amsterdam falling into illness-induced disaster. Like I said, this is recurring, and Mrs. C.J. doesn't suffer this shit gladly anymore, especially under these conditions. After three hours stuck in the apartment, me barfing and Mrs. C.J. fortunately sleeping off the jet lag, I willed myself to roust her and try the 100-meter walk to Kadinsky. One gram of E9.75 Hawaiian Haze in a pure joint and about a half-hour walk in the rain-freshened afternoon air later, and I never felt sick again for the rest of a two-week trip. For that, our first Amsterdam coffeeshop forever has a soft spot in our hearts.

A coffeeshop I have visited before on my previous 2 weekends in Amsterdam. A better place to buy hash rather than weed, I have found with a fairly extensive menu of imported hash to support that. Not the most comfy place but worth a visit to buy, perhaps smoke a quick pipe or two, then wander elsewhere.

I've visited this shop twice, and had a great experience both times. As you walk in, there are small tables to the left, and a huge window to look out at. I got the AK-47. This weed messed me up! I mean like dazed and confused shit! I sat down and talked to a man from Massachusetts, USA. And then we turned the TV on to CNN, and an hour conversation between he, the girl behind the counter, and I talked about the election. It was great! Mad props to the nice, cute girl behind the counter.