ILGM – Editor’s Choice (2026)
ILGM is the US‑focused seed bank with a germination guarantee and fast shipping. Trusted by thousands of growers nationwide.
- ✅ Auto-flowering & feminized seeds
- ✅ High germination rate
- ✅ Fast US shipping
- ✅ Excellent customer support
Herbies Seeds
Herbies Seeds offers a huge selection with worldwide shipping. A solid choice for international growers.
- ✅ Wide variety of strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Good customer service
- ✅ Payment options available
Crop King Seeds
Crop King Seeds offers a variety of Canadian strains. Slightly lower ratings but still a good option for many growers.
- ✅ Canadian strains
- ✅ Reliable shipping
- ✅ Decent customer support
- ✅ Payment options
Dread Bread. Just the name hits like a bassline in your chest—thick, sticky, and a little dangerous. These seeds aren’t for the faint of heart or the casual grower who waters once a week and hopes for the best. Nah. This is legacy gear. Old-school funk meets new-school fire. A cross between Mango and Baba Kush, if you believe the whispers. But who really knows? Lineage gets murky when the smoke’s this loud.
First time I cracked a pack, I didn’t know what I was in for. The seeds looked like tiny fossils—dark, tiger-striped, full of promise and menace. Popped five. Four females. One hermed but… even that one smelled like a mango got mugged in an alley by a gas station. Wild stuff. The kind of terp profile that makes your nose twitch and your brain go, “Wait, what?”
Growing Dread Bread is like raising a misunderstood genius. She’s temperamental. Gets bushy fast. Needs space. Tends to stretch if you don’t keep her in check, but damn—those colas? Fat, greasy, loud. Like someone dipped a pinecone in syrup and set it on fire. And the high? Not your giggle-weed. This is sit-down-and-stare-at-the-wall weed. Couch-lock with a side of existential crisis. Or clarity. Depends on the day.
Some folks say it’s too much. Too heavy. Too weird. I say they’re soft. Dread Bread isn’t here to make friends—it’s here to rearrange your afternoon. You smoke this, you better have snacks, water, and no plans. Or maybe a notebook. It’s introspective weed. Makes you think about your childhood, your ex, your taxes. All at once. It’s a lot.
But that’s the thing. It’s supposed to be. Not every strain needs to be easy. Some should challenge you. Make you work for it. Dread Bread does that. In the garden, in the jar, in your lungs. It’s got that old soul energy—like it remembers the ‘90s, but doesn’t talk about it unless you ask real nice.
And the yield? Decent. Not massive. But what you get is dense, sticky, and stinks up the whole damn house. Your neighbors will know. Your mailman will know. Hell, your dog might start acting funny. It’s that loud. That unmistakable. That real.
I’ve run it indoors, outdoors, under LEDs, under the sun. Always different. Always weird. Never boring. Some phenos lean fruity, others go full-on skunk funk. One time I had a plant that smelled like sour bread dough and diesel. Made me gag. Smoked like a dream.
So yeah. Dread Bread. It’s not hype. It’s not beginner-friendly. It’s not polite. But it’s real. And if you’re into that—into the grit, the funk, the unpredictable—you might just fall in love. Or get completely wrecked. Either way, you’ll remember it.