This isn’t pumpkin spice and cutesy skeletons — this is the haunted shift from hell. The fryer’s possessed, the walk-in door slams shut on its own, and somebody’s carving more than just the specials board.

Our Halloween drop is built for the misfits who know every kitchen has its ghosts — 86’d dishes, burnt-out chefs, and the line cooks who never clocked out. Expect grimy, unapologetic gear that bleeds attitude, not candy corn.

⚰️ Limited run. No restocks.

🕷️ Wear it if you dare.

💀 For chefs who live where the real horror shows up on the ticket printer.