I remember my first time in San Francisco, I was on a big road trip from New York with a friend of mine from yeshiva and we were starved for some meat. We were seriously looking forward to getting a nice hot meal in San Francisco after spending a bunch of days hiking and biking in Death Valley, Gold Country, and the famed Big Sur Coast. It may have only been 4 days since our last meal that wasn’t cooked on a camp stove, but tuna and pasta get old real quick. Continue reading
A full rib eye cooked with 20 pounds of marrow and bacon. I’m not sure that it can get manlier than that. Good thing, because it was cooked for the annual Man’s Cup in Oakland, which is a fundraiser involving lots of men eating lots of meat, drinking lots of booze, and playing lots of table football.
I just wanted zan excuse to show off our manliness. Ever since we started posting pictures of our food on our facebook page some of those truck driving, gun rack types (I had no idea there were so many Jewish Rednecks) have complained that we don’t pay enough homage to real manly food. If this isn’t enough, I’m not sure what we have to do to get back in your good graces.
I’m fairly certian that without Happy Boy Farms, Epic Bites wouldn’t be making some of the best kosher food in the San Francisco Bay Area. It’s almost as if we’re cheating by using the best produce in the area. Today we just got a full flat of assorted cherry tomatoes along with a bunch of other goodies and they were literally bursting with flavor.
I’ve never met someone who didn’t like food, I’ve met people who claim they sway toward the “eat to live” crowd rather than the “live to eat crowd”, but those people still enjoyed good food. That’s why I hate the term foodie, in my neck of the woods it refers to people who can afford to eat food with a lot adjectives that mean nothing such as craft, sustainable, natural, artisinal, local, homemade, etc…In the frum community, it’s commonly used as insult against some sort of perceived food snobbery. Since when did liking good food become a bad thing? Continue reading
I went through a period of my life when I hated all things Heimishe, my conclusion was that if it said Heimishe before whatever it was describing (food, hotel, car service) it meant that it was of a lesser quality and that was ok for folks wishing to relive their shtetl ancestry. Only recently, after almost 5 years of living on the west coast, did I begun to crave Heimishe food and music ironically. It seemed that the only way to get a good piece of kugel, some kishke in my cholent, or some homemade gefilte fish, was to get a rare invite to one of the few yeshivish families in the area. Luckily, this happened about the same time I started working for Epic Bites. Continue reading
On August 19th we are going to be doing yet another popup/tasting dinner. This time we are partnering with Chabad of SF and it will be taking place at the SF Digital Film school on the evening of Tuesday August 19th. It will be 7 courses and $135pp. In order to take advantage of this opportunity to try the food that Epic Bites is most known for, fresh and local California cuisine (it’s may not be 27 course, but it will be just as epic) please reserve your seats today by emailing email@example.com
For those of you who don’t know, one of our specialties is tasting dinners. Typically, tastings are between 5 and 12 courses and most of the time they are paired with wine. We customize each menu to the clients request and each course is explained and introduced by the chef. Read the Jweekly tasting review.
Vegetarians will be accommodated.
If I had a dollar for every time someone asked me why we didn’t open up a kosher pizza place somewhere in Palo Alto or San Jose, I’d be a rich man. Not a shabbos goes by when someone doesn’t ask for pizza, as if this was the one thing missing from the Bay Area becoming a place on the map for Orthodox Jews. The lack of many schools, yeshivas, mikvah’s, kosher markets (2 for an area with half a million Jews) and eruvim, doesn’t seem to bother people as much as the lack of kosher pizza. Pizza is a sort of unifying thing, I have a theory that the reason people don’t mind the fact that my shul ends shabbos 30 minutes later than everyone else in the world is because there is no kosher pizza to rush off to. Yes, you can go to the bagel store and get pizza, but it’s not a pizza store and it’s not open at night. Continue reading