07/13/2026
Mondays are for the quiet work.
After another bustling weekend of familiar faces, new faces, full tables, empty pastry cases, and more dishes than we care to count, the cafe settles into a different rhythm. We scrub the kitchen, take inventory, make plans for the week ahead, and spend a little time reflecting.
Every weekend teaches us something. We’re always adjusting, always improving, always finding little ways to make Mutsi better than it was the week before.
Fridays and Saturdays have become what I call our “double doubles”—full cafe days that roll into lively evenings. They’re long, joyful, exhausting, and exactly what we’ve been dreaming of. Thank you for spending them with us. For lingering over another glass of wine, trying something new, bringing your friends, and making this little corner of Andes feel so alive.
Mondays may be quieter, but the bread never really rests. There’s always a starter to feed, a bin of dough quietly fermenting, bread baskets rising in the walk-in, and flour dust waiting to find its way onto another apron. The cafe catches its breath, but the baking is always humming along in the background.
Buns. Bread. Bubbly.
See you Thursday. 🥰
📷: LINDSAY NOLIN-EVANS
