Description
MAMA: Stoney’s Staten Island Chem
PAPA: Katsu’s Hotcakes
Gas Casket is a Katsu creation using Staten Island Chem crossed to a select Hotcakes male. The result was an absolute home run with top shelf elite keepers in every pack. The F2’s have been made in collaboration with Outlaw Genetics.
Gas Casket—also known as Staten Island Hotcakes—was bred using Stoney’s Staten Island Chem and Katsu’s Hotcakes. But it’s what those parents are that makes this one hit so hard.
Let’s start with the Chem. This isn’t “Chem D” or a renamed cousin. This is Staten Island Chem, and if you’ve heard the story, you already know it’s not just a cut—it’s a piece of Stoney’s Lore.
Back in the early ’90s, a relative of Stoney’s was in the debt collection business. Long story short, things got physical, and when it was over, a grow operation in Staten Island changed hands. The plants—completely unappreciated by the new “owners”—were handed off to a family friend and forgotten. Years later, when Stoney turned 18, that cut was passed to him. No one wanted credit for it, so it became Stoney’s Staten Island Chem. When it was later tested by Phyllos, the report came back: closely related to the original Chems, and possibly a predecessor.
Whether it’s Momma Chem or just a brutally loud outlier, one thing’s never been in question: it’s the gassiest of the old school clones anyone in our circle has ever smoked. Thick diesel funk, eye-watering fumes, that rubbery roadkill reek that starts fights with carbon filters.
The other side of the cross is Hotcakes—a flagship Katsu strain and one of the first lines I put out. It’s Katsu Bubba Kush × Burnt Toast, and the Toast brings the heat: Paris OG × Face Off OG × Berner’s Cookies. This is a polyhybrid with deep kush roots and a sweet overlay. Medium yielder, but the punch is vicious. Bubba heaviness, OG funk, and just enough cookie sweetness to trick you into hitting it again before it fully kicks in.
Cross them and you get Gas Casket. No mistaking the name—it’s thick, loud, and sticky, with flavor that burns like jet fuel and hangs in your mouth for hours. The structure is dense and bulbous, often with a greasy sheen and swollen calyxes. It smokes like a chemical spill in a bakery—raw diesel, layered over burnt sugar, asphalt, and sweet funk.
And the effect? Let’s just say I don’t need to hype it. I’ll let the testers do that:
“This is some of the best-tasting herb I’ve had in a long time. Reminds me of the classic fuel New York is known for but hasn’t been seen in years. Even the ones that smell like it don’t taste like this. One bud, quick dried—kicked my ass. I can only imagine what it’ll do with a real cure.” – @Dr.Mike
“I can vouch. It was some of the tastiest gas from back in the NYC day. Not only gas—it had me doing circles, and enjoying every minute of it.” – @SB
Dr. Mike only popped two seeds. One was a male. One was this.
Sometimes the weed makes the story. And sometimes the story makes the weed.
This one’s both.
