Born in a rebellious seafood shack in St Ives, Cornwall, Dead Man’s Fingers ditched old-school rum rules for bold, unexpected flavours - think Cornish saffron cake meets vanilla, orange, and nutmeg. No pirates. No clichés. Just a name inspired by crab folklore, a skull on the bottle, and a spiced rum that’s as good neat as it is mixed. It’s weird, it’s wonderful, and it’s deliciously unforgettable.