1
/
of
1
Rest After Service
Rib Rack Warlord
Rib Rack Warlord
Regular price
$28.00 USD
Regular price
Sale price
$28.00 USD
Unit price
/
per
Shipping calculated at checkout.
Couldn't load pickup availability
Meet the Rib Rack Warlord — a slab of pure rebellion slow-cooked in back alley BBQ pits and anger issues. This mean bastard didn’t come off your grandma’s grill; he stomped through the smokehouse, cleaver in fist, grease dripping from knuckles that once throttled a pitmaster who got too soft on the sauce.
Tatted arms, combat boots caked in charcoal ash, and a war cry that rattles the walk-in. This isn’t a cartoon rib — it’s a tribute to the cooks who’d rather die on the line than serve bland. Wear it, hang it, or slap it on your chest — but remember: respect the meat, or he’ll find you.
----
This isn’t your average tee — it’s the post-shift uniform for those who’ve earned every scar, every burn, every “Yes, Chef” screamed into the void. Cut from 100% cotton (the real kind, not some silky influencer blend), this shirt holds its shape like a line cook holds a grudge — tight, sharp, and ready for whatever the fuck comes next.
Whether you're layering up for the walk-in or winding down with something brown in a glass, it’s got the weight and structure to remind you: you survived the night.
100% cotton, unless it’s grey — then it’s a bit of a mutt (but still loyal)
Built thick enough to handle fryer smoke and shame
Stitched tough — no flimsy fashion seams here
Fits like it’s meant to — not clinging, not sloppy, just right
Sourced from places where people still work for a living.
Worn by people who never stop.
Every piece is made just for you the moment you order. That means it takes a little longer to show up at your door — but we’re not cranking out piles of landfill fashion no one asked for.
We make it on demand, not on autopilot.
No waste. No warehouse full of crap.
Just a slower, smarter way to get gear that actually matters.
Thanks for giving a damn. Most people don’t.
Tatted arms, combat boots caked in charcoal ash, and a war cry that rattles the walk-in. This isn’t a cartoon rib — it’s a tribute to the cooks who’d rather die on the line than serve bland. Wear it, hang it, or slap it on your chest — but remember: respect the meat, or he’ll find you.
----
This isn’t your average tee — it’s the post-shift uniform for those who’ve earned every scar, every burn, every “Yes, Chef” screamed into the void. Cut from 100% cotton (the real kind, not some silky influencer blend), this shirt holds its shape like a line cook holds a grudge — tight, sharp, and ready for whatever the fuck comes next.
Whether you're layering up for the walk-in or winding down with something brown in a glass, it’s got the weight and structure to remind you: you survived the night.
100% cotton, unless it’s grey — then it’s a bit of a mutt (but still loyal)
Built thick enough to handle fryer smoke and shame
Stitched tough — no flimsy fashion seams here
Fits like it’s meant to — not clinging, not sloppy, just right
Sourced from places where people still work for a living.
Worn by people who never stop.
Every piece is made just for you the moment you order. That means it takes a little longer to show up at your door — but we’re not cranking out piles of landfill fashion no one asked for.
We make it on demand, not on autopilot.
No waste. No warehouse full of crap.
Just a slower, smarter way to get gear that actually matters.
Thanks for giving a damn. Most people don’t.
Share
