10/11/2026
A little update from Two Moms ❤️
We have a master plumber coming Tuesday. Unfortunately, with the holiday, the supplies and resources we need won’t be available until then. IF this fixes the problem, best believe we are opening as soon as we possibly can!
The financial strain has been overwhelming, but one of the hardest parts of all of this has been not seeing our customers. You are so much of the reason we get out of bed in the morning, and our days feel empty without you.
We miss Eli’s DoorDash order: a Papa Breakfast, over-easy eggs, white toast, a side of homefries, and a side of bacon. Don and his wife getting their muffins—or omelettes when it’s not a muffin kind of morning. Our RORO and their Nana’s Plates or burritos. Daryl’s breakfast sandwich with an over-hard egg, soft bacon, and Swiss cheese.
Will who serves as our customer,friend,plumber and life counselor once in a while 🤣 we know when he comes in its coffee in his hand french vanilla not just a little bit we hand him the container and let him do his thing. And his son gets special 67 pancakes amd shotbhis first bear we hung the picture up for him because we were just as proud as he was.
We miss our Sadie, Lyra, and Hunter, and that scream of “UNCAH!” the second they see Monica. She gets greeted with SO much love, and they never leave me without a “big squeezie hug.” 🥹
We miss Rob at the bar. We never quite know what he’ll order, but there will probably be jalapeños and pepper jack involved—and his “perfect over-medium egg” that I can never seem to get just right. 😂 And John walking in for our little “It’s just him!” “It’s just me!” exchange before his coffee and eggs Benedict or omelette.
We miss Tim, who changes up his orders but whose kindness I’ll always remember. One morning, my allergies were awful. I had dropped my Afrin and run it over before work, so I came in barely able to breathe through my nose. He went to the store and brought me TWO. Something that might have seemed small to him meant so much to me.
And Cary, who has earned his own button on our POS system because he’s there every day around 7:30. We’re so used to seeing him that it feels strange when we don’t.
I could go on and on. We remember your orders, your stories, and the little things that make you YOU. We think about you, worry about you, and check in when we haven’t seen you.
I’ll never forget a beautiful woman who came in with her grandson. She was so sweet and so frail. She told me it was the best Monte Cristo she had ever had, and that it would be her last as she was nearing the end of her life. I met her outside because I needed to give her a hug. That moment will stay with me forever.
People gather here for birthdays, love, friendship, and loss. And our Monica feels every bit of it with her whole heart. I can’t tell you how many times she’s come out back with tears in her eyes because of something happening in our dining room. Tears of joy, tears of sadness, and sometimes tears from laughing so hard.
That’s what this place means to us. You become part of our days and part of our lives.
Yes, this closure has hurt our wallets. But we’re also missing the familiar faces, the conversations, the laughter, and the hugs that make Two Moms feel like home.
We miss you all more than you know, and we’re hoping Tuesday brings us one step closer to having you back. ❤️
Love,
Desaray & Monica
