Heard good things about their biscuits and gravy so got an order today. All in all they're ok, the biscuits are honestly a bit sweet which was a tad werid but their gravy needs a bit more salt. It wasn't bad but not great, pricing wise their about in line with your local breakfast spot.

It’s been a while since I’ve eaten here. We ordered the Mama’s Crazy Potatoes. It’s just as before. Sautéed mushrooms, onion, bacon & hash browns topped with cheese and two over medium eggs. Mix this together and add the house salsa. It’s like eating at your Mom’s house. We shared it since we can’t finish two entrees anymore. Saving money too.

As a native South Bay resident, and after 4 and a half decades of eating breakfast all over, I finally made time to try this place out. After hearing about it for so long, and having an idea of what to expect, this five star review is fitting….also, my faith in humanity was slightly restored during my visit…I’ll come back to that. Being decades old and an East San Jose staple, and with its name and decor, I made sure to order a side of gravy for my biscuits, and they weren’t bashful on the bowl of gravy….and the breakfast was tasty with plenty for leftovers…for me today it was the service that I experienced in a couple of cool ways that solidified 5stars. My direct service was friendly, swift and felt like home. The staff was attentive and courteous to say the least. Indirectly I was there to witness a young man who ordered and ate, and after packing his leftovers, asked if he could return in 30 minutes to pay for his meal. Reluctantly the staff said yes and collected his info as he left. While it easily could’ve been a straight up dine and ditch sitch, and the staff seemed to take the high road in allowing the fella to simply leave knowing it could be a loss, sure enough in less than 30 minutes the young man returned and paid in full. This alone contributed to my own feeling about humans and the intent we sometimes have. The feeling I had while watching the workers faces as the dude leaves was miserable (and I almost told them to add his meal to my bill), to my own internal warmth when the dude returned and was a person of their word…this was refreshing and reminded me that good folks are indeed out there. All because I visited a Bite of Wyoming…full belly, snack for later, and faith in humanity.