Banana OG S1 by Clone Quest

The Banana Backstory

Clone Quest dropped this S1 remix in 2018, back when ‘hybrid’ still sounded sexy and people weren’t naming strains after breakfast cereals. They basically self-pollinated the original Banana OG so hard it forgot it had parents. The result? A genetically stable banana bomb that won’t herm out on you like your ex.

Effects: From Smoothie to Cement Boots

First hit tastes like tropical vacation. Second hit feels like the vacation got cancelled and the airline kept your money. Expect a giggly head rush that melts into full-body velcro mode—perfect for binge-watching documentaries about sea cucumbers or pretending you’ll fold laundry later. Novices: clear your calendar. Veterans: clear your fridge.

Flavor & Aroma: Fruit by the Foot, But Make It Weed

Nose opens with unmistakable banana Runts candy, followed by a pine-sol chaser that says ‘I clean now.’ On the inhale you get creamy banana bread; on the exhale you get a forest floor that’s judging your life choices. Terp hunters swear they catch hints of cinnamon, but that might just be the munchies talking.

Growing: The Lazy Gardener’s Dream

This plant grows like it’s got a gym membership it never uses—short, bushy, and dense. Indoor yields hit 400-500 g/m² with minimal training; outdoors it’ll fatten up faster than your aunt at Thanksgiving. Trichome coverage clocks in at 200k/cm², which is science-speak for ‘looks like it rolled in cocaine.’ Just keep humidity in check or the buds will rot faster than the banana in your backpack.

Medical Uses (a.k.a. Excuses to Get Baked)

Patients claim it nukes chronic pain, insomnia, and that vague sense you left the stove on. The initial sativa tickle can lift depression, but the indica landing gear will park you on the nearest horizontal surface. Great for chemo nausea—just don’t operate heavy machinery unless that machinery is a bag of Cheetos.

Who Should Smoke This?

Perfect for creative types who want ideas but not the energy to act on them, and for anyone whose evening plans include ‘not moving.’ If you’re the friend who always says “I’m just gonna take one hit,” maybe sit this one out. Everyone else: welcome to the banana republic of your couch.