We are finally back open, and I can’t tell you how much we missed the hustle and bustle of the café. There’s something about the energy of people coming in, connecting, eating, and just being together that we truly love—and we are so excited to see everyone again.
Passover was a good one for us. We welcomed many new customers, and as always, we learned. Every year brings new challenges, and every year we walk away with ways to improve. My team has now been doing Passover for years, and even with experience, there is always something new to figure out. That’s part of what keeps us growing.
One thing I’ve been really focused on is building trust with our customers—not just in the food we serve, but in the relationship we have. I always find it interesting when someone apologizes for sharing an issue. Please don’t. I would much rather have a constructive conversation than have someone walk away disappointed. Food is subjective, and your experience matters. We want to hear it, and we care.
Life, in general, is full of challenges. As much as we sometimes wish it weren’t, those challenges are what give life its depth.
Today was one of those days.
I spent over four hours dealing with Meta trying to relink our Mosaic Catering Instagram and Facebook pages—stuck in an endless loop that felt impossible to get out of. After going in circles with the AI chat, getting nowhere, and being told to submit ownership documents (which, of course, wasn’t working either), I was beyond frustrated.
But I kept pushing.
Eventually—after what felt like enough persistence—they connected me to a real person. A kind man from India called me, and within 20 minutes… it was fixed.
What stood out to me wasn’t just that it got resolved—it was how I handled the moment. I started the call by saying, “I’ve been stuck in this loop for hours, and I know it’s not your fault, but I’m frustrated.” And when he fixed it, I made sure to tell him how much I appreciated him. We even laughed about how if Meta worked better, he wouldn’t have to spend his time fixing these issues.
It was a reminder: frustration is real, but how we direct it matters.
Sometimes when I’m overwhelmed or annoyed, I feel like I need a “win.” And if I can’t find one, I create one.
So after all of that, I decided—why not make homemade gnocchi?
Kosher for Passover gnocchi, with fresh pesto, a pesto vinaigrette salad… the whole thing. It may not have been the most logical choice after a long day, but it felt like exactly what I needed. And honestly—it was a success.
But the real win?
My daughter—who basically does not eat starches. No potatoes (except latkes and fries), barely any rice unless it’s sushi rice… she looked at the gnocchi and asked, “Will it taste like a potato?”
I said, “Not with the pesto.”
She took one bite, told me I was wrong…
…and then proceeded to take a full plate and eat them.
That was a huge win.
As Passover comes to an end, we think about the incredible triumphs our ancestors fought for—the kind that shaped who we are today. And it reminds me that while those big victories matter deeply, there is also something powerful about the small, everyday wins.
Getting through a frustrating day.
Fixing something that felt broken.
Trying something new.
Watching your kid eat something you never thought they would.
Those moments matter too.
We’re so happy to be back. And we’re grateful—for the big wins, the small ones, and everything in between.
