Pinch of Panic

Some people season their food. Some people attack it. This is for the second group.
Premium salt. Carolina Reaper. A grinder that looks like it belongs in a nice kitchen but secretly wants to watch the world burn. Every meal becomes a game of "how much is too much?" — and the answer is always "just one more pinch."
Eggs. Pasta. Chocolate chip cookies if you're a monster. Pinch of Panic doesn't judge your choices; it just makes them all spicier.
Salt with a side of regret. Delicious, delicious regret.