Meridian Artist Series
A numbered edition, painted by one artist, about one city.
- Twenty pouches in a larger keepsake tin
- A scent-and-design card with every tin
- Numbered runs; when they’re gone, they’re gone
$25 · reservations get the first numbers
“Sunshine off the water.”sfusato lemon40°N · 15°E
Your phone is at 4%. The group chat won’t stop. Then the lid clicks open, and it smells like a lemon grove above the sea.
Meridian started with a small unfairness: everything made for focus looked like a lab or a locker room. So we put clean nootropics in a slim pouch, the pouch in a tin painted like a postcard, and a scent under the lid so the trip starts before the flavour does.
A meridian is a line the world is measured by — in maps and in medicine. We liked that it’s both. You can’t always get to Amalfi by Thursday. The tin can. bon voyage
The launch set: three cities, three states of mind. Pick by where you'd rather be — the actives are matched to the mood of the place.

sfusato lemon
Bright Refresh
“Sunshine off the water.”
Why Amalfi? Because sfusato lemons grow slow and enormous there, and nobody hurries before noon.
Lemon terraces stacked over a bright sea. This is the one for mornings that need opening — sharp, sunlit, and gone before the glass sweats.
Every dose is printed on the lid — led by 75 mg of paraxanthine per pouch.
Also on the itineraryLater today — Beijing, for the quiet hour.

honey peach
Elevated Harmony
“Blossom in a walled garden.”
Why Beijing? Because honey peaches are what comfort tastes like when it’s quiet.
An old garden holding its breath — peach over green tea, and the hush after the gate swings shut. For the hour you want the world quieter — the garden at first light, or the slow middle of the afternoon.
Every dose is printed on the lid — led by 75 mg of paraxanthine per pouch.
Also on the itineraryTomorrow morning — Rio, before the class you almost skipped.

wild açaí
Vivid Energy
“The city, wide awake.”
Why Rio? Because the day there starts moving before you do.
Dusk going violet over a skyline of lit windows. Dark berry over cacao, a quick clean start — for the part of the day you intend to use.
Every dose is printed on the lid — led by 75 mg of paraxanthine per pouch.
Also on the itineraryWhen you land — Amalfi, for the reset.
Can’t pick a city? The Sampler goes to all three.
Purse-proof metal that outlives its pouches. Long after the last one, the tin stays on — for rings, hairpins, and receipts from somewhere better.
A numbered edition, painted by one artist, about one city.
$25 · reservations get the first numbers
The one that lives on your desk.
$12 · in the works — follows the Artist Series
One tin, three ways to travel.
Every tin is a hand-painted destination in the language of a vintage travel poster — warm, bright, a little nostalgic. The promise of escape begins before the lid moves.
A bespoke scent is set into the lid — lemon zest and sea air, blossom and green tea, açaí and cacao. Arrival begins before the first taste.
Ten pouches to a tin, each blended for how the place feels — doses printed right on the lid. And tomorrow, you can go again.
The hour you keep for yourself.
Deadlines, early flights, the morning pages.
Beijing, Elevated Harmony — for the hour you want the world quieter.
The start you didn’t wait for.
Before the class, after the last rep.
Rio, Vivid Energy — for effort that arrives on time.
The ten minutes you take back.
The day after the night out.
Amalfi, Bright Refresh — for mornings that need opening.
A nootropic pouch you can read like a label — because it is one. The beautiful tin gets you to pick it up; this part is why you keep it around.
No nicotine, no tobacco anything — this pouch never had a vice to quit. We borrowed the shape, not the baggage.
Never in the tin: nicotine. Never tobacco. Some things don’t travel.
Every active and its exact amount, printed on the tin you’ll hold. Here, the headline number: 75 mg of paraxanthine per pouch — L-theanine and saffron extract ride alongside, sized on the lid.
Zero calories, sugar-free, plant-forward. Sweetness from xylitol, monk fruit and Reb M, with a trace of sucralose to square the edges — a label you can read in one breath, and check in two.
A slimmer pouch that disappears under conversation. Designed from scratch for this ritual — not handed down from someone else’s.
Each pouch, in full: cellulose (a plant-fiber base), paraxanthine, xylitol, L-theanine, glycerin, flavors (Beijing’s, for instance: white peach, white tea, jasmine, vanilla, citrus, and a bitter-masking note), water, mannitol, saffron extract, propylene glycol, MCT oil, licorice-root glycyrrhizinate, malic acid, sodium citrate, hydroxypropyl cellulose, monk fruit extract, Reb M (a steviol glycoside), salt, sucralose, thaumatin. Nothing else — and nothing hiding in a “proprietary blend.”
Amalfi, Beijing and Rio are almost ready — and eight more flavors are waiting on your vote. Nothing to pay: a reservation holds your place in the first drop, and we write first.
40°N · 15°E — 40°N · 116°E — 23°S · 43°W