{"id":44831,"date":"2025-12-05T13:33:49","date_gmt":"2025-12-05T12:33:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/golden-lebanese-emery-dalton-and-the-red-lands-of-the-levant\/"},"modified":"2026-06-25T08:59:44","modified_gmt":"2026-06-25T06:59:44","slug":"golden-lebanese-emery-dalton-and-the-red-lands-of-the-levant","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/en\/golden-lebanese-emery-dalton-and-the-red-lands-of-the-levant\/","title":{"rendered":"Golden Lebanese – Emery Dalton and the red lands of the Levant"},"content":{"rendered":"\t\t
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\nIn the Dalton siblings, each followed a different path. \nEzra sought the Himalayan heights, Boone the heat of the South, Grant the golden dust at the bottom of the sieves. \nBut Emery Dalton had a different instinct: he followed color.\n<\/p>\n\n

\nThe story goes that one day, in a mountain village, he held a lump of reddish-brown, warm, almost coppery resin between his fingers. \nHe turned it over in his palm, brought it close to his nose, then simply whispered: \n\"There's the color I've been looking for.\"<\/strong> \nIt was the first time he had touched a Lebanese Red<\/strong>.\n<\/p>\n\n

The mountains of the Levant<\/h2>\n\n

\nTo understand the depths of this hash, Emery left the plains for lands he didn't know. \nThe journey was long: rocky tracks, villages clinging to the slopes, valleys where the nights fall abruptly. \nHe crossed these red mountains, sculpted by wind and sun, where plants grow to the rhythm of the seasons and traditions.\n<\/p>\n\n

\nOver there, the craftsmen don't talk much. \nThey work around large wooden tables, where the light filters in at an angle, revealing the reddish particles floating in the air. \nThey let the flowers dry longer, until they take on a deep, warm hue. \nThen comes the<\/strong> slow, steady, almost hypnotic dry sifting<\/strong>.\n<\/p>\n\n

\nBut what really sets Libanais Rouge<\/strong> apart is the pressing. \nA delicate, hot<\/strong> pressing, sufficient to make the resin sweat slightly and give it that supple, malleable, almost oily texture. \nAn ancient method, passed on without words, just by gesture.\n<\/p>\n\n

Learning without being taught<\/h2>\n\n

\nEmery observed everything, never interrupting. \nHe understood the heat, the patience, the smells. \nHe saw that this particular hash was neither as dry as Boone's Moroccan, nor as crumbly as Grant's pollen, nor as dark as Ezra's charras. \nIt was a unique balance: a brownish red<\/strong>, dense, fragrant, slightly spicy.\n<\/p>\n\n

\nA craftsman once told him: \n\"Red is the plant's memory.\" \nEmery has never forgotten this phrase.\n<\/p>\n\n

Emery's return and the birth of Golden Lebanese<\/h2>\n\n

\nWhen Emery returned to the Dalton family, he didn't come with a big speech. \nHe simply placed a slab of red-brown resin on the table. \nIn the light, it shone like heated leather.\n<\/p>\n\n

\nThe brothers approached. \nBoone immediately recognized the heat of the Levant. \nEzra smelled that spicy note that belongs only to the red mountains. \nGrant assessed the suppleness: perfect.\n<\/p>\n\n

\nEmery had brought back thousands of years of know-how, but it had to be adapted to Swiss CBD flowers. \nSwiss CBD<\/strong><\/a>. \nSo he started the process all over again: long drying, patient sieving, hot pressing measured to the degree. \nDay after day, he found the right frequency, one that respected Levantine tradition while revealing the aromas of Swiss varieties.\n<\/p>\n\n

\nThis is how Golden Lebanese - Wild Wild Hash<\/strong> was born, \na supple, spicy, rich, deeply aromatic red-brown CBD hash.\n<\/p>\n\n

\nIt can now be found in the \nWild Wild Hash<\/strong><\/a>\nrange, alongside Golden Charras, Golden Moroccan and Golden Pollen.\n<\/p>\n\n

A deep, spicy, lively hash<\/h2>\n\n

\nGolden Lebanese<\/strong> is not a dry, crumbly hash. \nIt's a hash that responds to the touch, that heats up quickly under the fingers, and whose scent immediately transports you to the mountains of the Levant. \nIts aromatic profile is rich: spicy, herbaceous notes, heated red earth, sometimes with a hint of wood.\n<\/p>\n\n

\nThis is a CBD hash for lovers of character, depth and tradition. \nRed always tells of an older past.\n<\/p>\n\n

What you hold between your fingers<\/h2>\n\n

\nWhen you French fry off a piece of Golden Lebanese, you're holding a fragment of road. \nA road of red mountains, dusty sieves, hot presses surrounded by silence. \nYou have a resin where tradition meets Swiss precision.\n<\/p>\n\n

\nEmery Dalton was never the loudest of the four. \nBut his hash is the one that talks the longest. \nEach piece recounts an ancient land, a patient gesture, a controlled heat.\n<\/p>\n\n

\nGolden Lebanese - Wild Wild Hash<\/strong> is more than a resin: \nis a tribute to the red earths that inspired it.\n<\/p>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t

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\n Golden Lebanese<\/span> is a \n CBD hash of the red Lebanese type<\/span>: reddish-brown, supple, slightly oily and rich in aroma. \n Hot-pressed in the Levantine tradition and processed with \n Swiss CBD<\/span>, it's ideal for lovers of deep, spicy resins.\n <\/p>\n<\/div>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t

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\n The stories of Calamity Weed, Sitting Bull, the Dalton brothers, Sheriff Blackwood and the Wild West Chronicles are all fiction. \n Any resemblance to existing or former persons is purely coincidental. \n These stories serve only to enrich the narrative universe of Wild Wild Weed and do not describe actual historical facts.\n <\/p>\n<\/div>\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Emery Dalton roamed the mountains of the Levant to bring back the art of Red Lebanese, a warm, spicy, dense resin that has now become Golden Lebanese.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":37,"featured_media":44716,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3060],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-44831","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"featured_image_src":{"landsacpe":["https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/Wild-Wild-Hash_Emery-Dalton_GL-1140x445.jpg",1140,445,true],"list":["https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/Wild-Wild-Hash_Emery-Dalton_GL-463x348.jpg",463,348,true],"medium":["https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/Wild-Wild-Hash_Emery-Dalton_GL-900x900.jpg",900,900,true],"full":["https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/wp-content\/uploads\/Wild-Wild-Hash_Emery-Dalton_GL.jpg",1200,1200,false]},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/44831","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/37"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=44831"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/44831\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":45474,"href":"https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/44831\/revisions\/45474"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=44831"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=44831"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wildwildweed.ch\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=44831"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}