A rugged, full-bodied stew for those who crave grit with their grit. Crafted from whole, weathered miners beard, boots, and all; this robust soup is slow cooked with the rocks they loved, pickaxes optional. Rich with earthy undertones, coal dusted legumes, and the faint tang of desperation, every ladle tells a tale of deep caverns and deeper regrets. Expect the unexpected: a molar here, a chunk of quartz there. Its both a meal and a monument. Best served piping hot in a rusted tin bowl, under the flicker of a dying lantern.
$19.99