I don't think I've ever been afflicted with meat breath before. No matter how much pot roast I devoured in the past, no one ever accused me of eating it, and it's never bounced back against my nose like coffee breath when I wear a mask after lunch. The meat sweats? Different question — stay out of my room on fajita night if you value your nose hair — but meat breath didn't exist as far as I knew. Inhale too much Meat Breath, though, and you're in for a dangerous game. Meat Breath is a heavy combination of Mendo Breath and Meatloaf, a Girl Scout Cookies phenotype, from ThugPug Genetics. The strain rose to prominence around five years ago but is just now making an imprint in Denver, with Seed & Smith and other wholesale operations distributing the strain around town. Outside of some extracted forms, though, I've yet to be impressed by Meat Breath's smell and flavor, which is supposed to carry a pungent mix of pine, spice, citrus and dough. While I have noticed all of those characteristics during my meaty experiences, only the spice has been very prevalent in Colorado.