The software platform behind Vermont's best dispensaries. Every screen on the wall. Every flyer on the counter. Every lab number on the card. Quietly handled. Beautifully.
Menus are decision-making tools. Every pixel of overlap is a sale you didn't make. We cut down problems before your customers see them. -- the weed samurai code of conduct
Same data underneath, every look on top. Pick the menu style, the card preset, the flyer flavor that fits your shop. Switch any of them tomorrow. The customer never sees the seam. The floor just gets sharper.
Tile grids, text-lists, deli displays. Cultivator energy or boutique. Your call per screen.
High-density showcase. Print-and-stick deli labels. Portrait reference. The same data, the right surface.
Counter menu, blowout sheet, discount campaigns, medical -- each its own look, none of them generic.
Daily email, blowout flyer, discount campaign, an early-2000s retro print if your shop wears that. Pick the voice the floor wants.
Your aesthetic, our flexibility. See the suite.
Twelve apps that talk to each other. Receive once. Lab once. Sell everywhere. Beautifully.
Every TV on the wall, painted fresh each morning. Six different looks for whatever your floor is. Loud, readable, never out of step with the bud bar.
ExploreThe counter menu. The blowout sheet. The flyer they take to the car. Four paper jobs, each one designed to sell -- not to inform.
ExploreFlip a deal on at six. The email, the flyer, and the bud-bar callouts compose themselves by seven. No designer in the loop, every morning.
ExploreThe premium terpene story on the bud bar. The card that makes a customer say "I'll take that one."
ExploreThe lab certificate hits your inbox. Every cannabinoid, every terpene, lands on the right batch by lunch -- ready for the card, the menu, and the customer's question.
ExploreOne board. What sold yesterday, what's dead on the shelf, what to fix tonight. The second cup of coffee tells you the rest.
ExploreThe new hire sounds like a ten-year veteran by week two. Lineage, terpenes, effects, the customer's "make me feel happy" -- one tap, every shift.
ExploreEvery batch, every registration number, every lab cert -- quietly watched. The regulator's email never shows up first.
ExploreReceive a pallet in the time it took to log in. Manifest in, menu out.
ExplorePower blip, network flake, late-night reboot -- the kiosks wake themselves back up and paint today's menu before you've poured coffee. The bud bar stays beautiful while you sleep.
ExploreLab feeds the cards. Receive feeds the menus. Marketing reads the floor. Touch the data once -- it shows up everywhere it should, and nowhere it shouldn't.
See the mapA hundred questions on terpenes, lineage, and effects. Sharpen the team between rushes -- or see how badly the new hire beats your manager.
Play nowReceiving that ate twenty hours a week now runs while you sell weed. The person who used to spend Sunday on a spreadsheet is on the floor instead.
Strain cards put the terpene story under every jar. The high-end stuff stops being a story your budtender has to tell -- the customer reads it and decides.
Today's deals show up on the wall, in the inbox, and on the flyer at the counter -- without anyone laying out a graphic at lunch.
Self-healing kiosks reboot themselves before anyone notices. The bud bar stays beautiful while you sleep.
One board says what sold, what's stuck, and what to fix tonight. No more "how did we do yesterday?" guesses across the back office.
The customer asks for "something happy and citrusy." The budtender finds it in five seconds without leaving the counter. The new hire sounds like a veteran in week two.
Receive the pallet once. Match the lab once. Five surfaces repaint themselves before the doors open.
Receive Wizard reads the manifest, reconciles the vendor, and writes the inventory. The pallet's worth of typing nobody has to do anymore.
Lab God matches the certificate to the right batch. Every cannabinoid, every terpene, attached to the right strain before lunch.
TVs on the wall. Deli display behind the counter. Paper at the register. Every surface tells the same truth, every morning, on its own.
Today's deals get composed into the morning email, the counter flyer, and the bud-bar callout. You review, tweak the voice if you want, and ship before opening.
Strain cards out. Budtenders briefed. Dashboard green. You poured the coffee.
We built this because nobody else was going to. Vermont's dispensaries deserved software made by someone who actually spent twenty hours a week receiving inventory. So we made it. Now they don't have to.
