HONESTLY? WE JUST WANTED A COOL PICKLE.

We wanted heat. We wanted crunch. We wanted a snack with actual personality.
So we made Pickallel. How do you say it? Pick alel? Pic kalel? Say it out loud. It is the exact moment a global pickle collides with the soul of an Egyptian Mekhallel. But the name means nothing without the bite. For generations torshy has been trapped playing the quiet sidekick. Not anymore. Pickallel is the main event. A loud unapologetic snack you eat straight from the jar. We are dropping bold flavors with a crunch that actually bites back. If you get it welcome to the club. If you do not just open the jar and eat.