For the ones who know spooky season never really ends.
He was stitched together from spare parts, and so is your morning. Slip-cast in a poured mold and hand-glazed, the monster head has a heavy brow, sunken eyes, and a grim set mouth, finished in pale bone with a green-gray pallor pooling in every crease. A row of stitches runs down the cheek, a bolt sticks out of each side of the neck, and a crop of dark brown hair, combed flat and ragged at the edges, crowns the rim.
Look inside and it's all pumpkin orange. A squared handle in the same pale finish gives you something solid to grip. It holds a generous 24 ounces, enough coffee to bring anyone back from the dead.
