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
Garlicane seeds. Just saying the name feels weirdly satisfying—like chewing on a word with teeth. These little bastards are loud. Not in volume, obviously, but in presence. You crack open a jar of cured Garlicane flower and the room changes. Garlic funk, diesel, something sweet underneath it all like bruised fruit left in the sun too long. It’s not polite weed. It’s not trying to be your friend.
I’ve grown it twice. First time was a mess—overfed it, underwatered it, stressed it into herming out halfway through flower. Rookie shit. But even then, the smell coming off those sad, twisted buds was something else. Like someone lit a clove of garlic and dipped it in sugar. Second run? Dialed it in. Fed it light, kept the temps cool, let it stretch. And man . . . the payoff. Dense, greasy nugs that looked like they were rolled in powdered sugar and regret. Sticky as hell. Smoked like a punch in the lungs.
Genetically, it’s a cross of GMO and Slurricane. Which makes sense. GMO brings the garlic-onion-skunk death breath, and Slurricane smooths it out with that creamy, berry-laced exhale. But don’t let the dessert strain fool you—this is heavy weed. Couch-lock, time-warp, forget-what-you-were-saying mid-sentence type of high. I’ve seen people take one hit and just . . . stare at the wall like it owed them money.
Growing it’s not for the faint of heart either. She stretches. Like, really stretches. You think you’ve got your canopy dialed and then boom—she’s two feet taller and shading out everything else. Needs topping, training, maybe even a little tough love. But if you treat her right? She rewards you with colas that look like they were sculpted out of wax and dipped in trichomes. Smells so strong you’ll start worrying about your neighbors.
Honestly, I wouldn’t recommend Garlicane to beginners. Not because it’s impossible, but because it demands attention. It’s a diva. It wants the spotlight. And if you give it what it wants, it’ll give you weed that tastes like a garlic milkshake and hits like a freight train. Which, depending on your vibe, could be heaven or hell.
But that’s the thing about growing—about smoking too. It’s not always about easy. Sometimes you want weird. Sometimes you want loud. Sometimes you want to open a jar and have your eyebrows jump off your face. Garlicane does that. It’s not subtle. It’s not chill. It’s not for everyone.
But damn, when it hits . . . it hits.