Salt, Spice, and some Backwater Soul
This table is for showing up hungry.
For slowing down when the world says hurry.
For muddy boots by the door and food passed hand to hand.
Phones down. Elbows welcome.
Stories get louder. Plates get fuller.
Food is a gift, flavor is meant to be shared,
and nobody should eat alone if they don’t have to.
Give thanks. Break bread. Come stay awhile.
Uncivilized, Finger-Licking Flavor
Simple Ingredients.
Hard-Working Flavor.
Everyone has to start somewhere—ours started with a cluttered spice rack and zero interest in doing things the easy way.
These first two blends are the result of years of tinkering, freelancing, and generally causing trouble in a spice rack. We finally wrangled them into jars so you don’t have to. Shake ’em, cook with ’em, and make something worth sitting down for.
And no, we’re not stopping here. This is just the first ripple. If you’re wondering what’s next, don’t worry—we are too. More blends are on deck, sauces are coming soon, and a few other backwater creations are already swimming around. This is only the beginning—hang around and see where it goes.