Palestinian Family Shares Treasured Dishes at Zaki Kabob House

Zaki-Ayyad family
Photo courtesy Zaki Kabob House

Middle Eastern restaurants dot the Bay Area dining scene, like parsley sprinkled over a plate of hummus. A recent discovery, Albany’s Zaki Kabob House, intrigued me for two reasons: the menu, featuring Palestinian dishes not commonly found at other shawarma-falafel spots, and the compelling story of Zaki’s determined owners, the Ayyad family.

Sitting on the patio of their modest green building on San Pablo Avenue, I spoke with Fayza, Kameem, Ramzy and Layla about their journey to opening Zaki (which means ‘delicious’ in Arabic) and some of their Palestinian specialties. (Palestinian cuisine includes foods prepared and eaten by Palestinians, whether living in the Palestinian Diaspora, West Bank and Gaza, Israel, Jordan, or refugee camps. It traces Persian, Turkish and Greek influences and shares features of other Levantine cuisines, such as Lebanese, Syrian and Jordanian.)

Fayza, the matriarch and recipe developer, recently returned from an annual trip to her native Jerusalem for inspiration. A gracious hostess, every time I inquired about an unfamiliar dish on the menu, she made sure I got a taste, adding, “Hospitality is part of our culture.”

spheeha
As I munched on spheeha (also spelled sfiha) a mini-pizza with moist turmeric-scented dough topped by lamb, tomato and tahini (veggie version features spinach), Fayza’s husband, Kameem told me that after moving to California 30 years ago, his first job was in a cardboard-tube factory, making $3.50 an hour.

Later he owned a liquor store, but Fayza admits she was always uncomfortable with that, since Islam prohibits alcohol — and it is not served in their restaurant. When Kameem owned and ran the Halal Meat Market in Berkeley, Fayza worked as a butcher, carving up goats and sides of beef. Then medical problems and the economic downturn hit the family hard. They lost everything. “But,” said Kameem, “ you can’t give up. There is always opportunity. When one door closes another opens.”

The door leading into their dream restaurant did not swing open without a lot of faith and hard work. This spot on the Berkeley-Albany border was a KFC when the family first noticed it, which was then replaced by a string of other eateries that all went belly up. The jinxed spot has been variously, a donut shop, Chinese, Korean and African restaurants.

The day in 2008 that Naiem found a tiny “For Sale” note taped on the door, the abandoned property was dark, damp, littered, and an impromptu, open-air dorm for homeless people. “The place was in such bad shape,” Kameem recounted, “that everyone told me I was a fool to buy it.” But the challenge appealed to Kameem and he and his family toiled everyday for 8 months to clean and remodel it. “We filled dumpsters the size of elephants with trash,” he recalled.

welcome

Neighbors first tried to discourage them, saying that given the spot’s history, they would be too afraid to frequent the new cafe. But as the Ayyads installed patterned tile walls that reminded them of home, and made the space cozy and inviting, local residents started rooting for them.

One day when it looked like the remodeling was complete, the neighbors couldn’t wait any longer and lined up at the front door for lunch, even before there was an official opening. Fayza wasn’t quite ready yet and just made them salad, chicken and pot after pot of rice, since she had no idea how much people were going to eat. Slowly, she started adding dishes to the menu, familiar Middle Eastern fare, like hummus, falafel and shawarma, but with Fayza’s special spin. Their standout dish has always been the organic, rotisserie chicken, marinated in olive oil, lemon juice and vinegar and rubbed with Fayza’s secret blend of spices.

maklouba
All this talk of chicken made me hungry and I asked about maklouba, one of the daily specials. “This is a Jordanian-Palestinian dish that we eat at home every Friday. It literally means upside-down,” Fayza said as she invited me into the kitchen where she and daughter Layla, who serves as kitchen manager and cook, took a huge pan layered with chicken, vegetables and rice out of the oven and gently turned it over onto a giant platter to offer me a bite of the warm mélange.

Fayza, who had a Moroccan father and Palestinian mother, explains that this dish is usually eaten with the hands. Since I just wrote a post about eating with the hands, in which I got a lesson in Moroccan right-handed dining, I felt prepared. But Fayza says that common practice in her culture is to wash the hands, but leave them wet (perhaps because this avoids any worry about unclean towels?)

mudamus

The maklouba, like the spheeha and other nightly specials I tasted in the next few days are homey, hearty, unfussy, satisfying dishes. Besides familiar salads of cucumbers and tomatoes (with feta, tahini, or red onions) dressed in olive oil and lemon, a few salad items were new to me: mudamus, creamy poached fava beans with stewed tomatoes, which Layla informed me is a breakfast staple.

mashweeya

And mashweeya, a grilled vegetable salad that Layla explained is usually a summer dish, enjoyed by the family standing around the hot grill. The plate of smoky eggplant, tomatoes and garlic with olive oil was so flavorful, that I tasted a hint of summer, even on a rainy March evening.

Fasoulia

The nightly specials are a big draw at Zaki, even with the ninety-five percent non-Middle Eastern clientele. Son and business manager, Ramzy, says,

“Many of our customers are well-traveled people who have tasted these foods on trips. We also get fourth or fifth generation Lebanese, for example, or someone who remembers the way their Persian grandma made lentils.”

Lamb is a key ingredient in dishes traditionally served on special occasions and at Zaki, the lamb is so tender it falls apart if you but glance at it. In fasoulia, the Tuesday night special, it is cooked with green beans stewed with garlic and tomato sauce.

mensaf

In mensaf, the Saturday night special–that always sells out–the lamb comes in a bowl of creamy sauce of yogurt, sautéed onions and lemon juice that one pours over a dome of Jasmine rice and yogurt-soaked bread.

zaki falafel

As she brought me a plate of her zesty, spiced falafel to try, Fayza confided that the headscarf she wears seems to attract cultural projections. When she attended Contra Costa College 20 years ago, she was the only student with such a head covering.

“They called me Mother Teresa,” she recalled. “And they wanted me to change my name to Liza, and my husband to change his to Dan. Can you imagine us, ‘Liza and Dan?’ But no way, I’m not changing. I stay true to myself,” she said as she graciously poured me another cup of mint tea.

Zaki Kabob House
Address: Map
1101 San Pablo Avenue (at Dartmouth St.) Albany, 94706
Phone: (510) 527-5452
Hours: Sunday-Thursday 11-3, 5-9 Friday & Saturday, 11-3, 5-10 (Saturday night live music)
Twitter: @ZakiKabobHouse
Facebook: Zaki Delectable Mediterranean Cuisine

A version of this post first appeared on KQED’s Bay Area Bites

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About Anna Mindess

A sign language interpreter by day; a food writer by night. Endlessly fascinated by looking at the world through the eyes of different cultures -- and tasting its variety. Anna lives in Berkeley, California with her husband and daughter. Author of READING BETWEEN THE SIGNS and now a freelance writer for KQED's Bay Area Bites, Oakland Magazine and other publications.
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5 Responses to Palestinian Family Shares Treasured Dishes at Zaki Kabob House

  1. Anna this looks absolutely wonderful!!!!! I am thinking I need to start coming up twice a year just to eat at your “best of” Bay Area places……. :)

  2. Mary says:

    what an inspiring article!

  3. You brought this family to life, the food looks so delicious! I know all the recipes, and thank you for bringing this amazing cuisine into the mainstream!

  4. Reblogged this on The Cooking Journal of the Vegetarian Terrorist and commented:
    Thanks to Anna Mindess, we get to meet the wonderful Ayyad family from Palestine. Along with staying true to who they are, they seem to make mouth watering food from Palestine.

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