Spice Bag

Our Story

Two flags. One bag. A lot of curry sauce.

The Spice Bag was invented sometime in the early 2000s, in a Chinese takeaway on Dublin's North Circular Road, by a chef who took one look at the Friday-night queue and decided to combine everything in the kitchen into one paper bag. The result was so good it became a national obsession.

We grew up on those bags. Aoife behind the counter, Conor on the chips. We packed the recipe, the seasoning, and the attitude into a candy-red truck and drove it 3,000 miles west to Boston β€” a city that already understood Irish, already understood Chinese, and was very much ready to understand both at the same time.

Spice Bag truck on a Boston street

Everything is made fresh on the truck. The seasoning is mixed by hand. The chips are cut thick because thin chips are a hate crime. The chicken is shredded because nuggets are for cowards. And the curry sauce is on the side because some battles you let the customer win.

What we believe

  • 🍟 Chips should be chunks. Anything thinner is a French fry and we're not in France.
  • 🌢️ Salt and chilli is a religion. Our seasoning is mixed in small batches, by people who care.
  • πŸ₯‘ The bag is the plate. Eat it on a kerb, in a car, on the bus. We don't judge.
  • πŸ€ Welcome everyone. Vegan? Sorted. Vegetarian? Sorted. Hooligan? Especially sorted.