One beautiful evening

On a recent enchanted evening we caravaned with three other families up Kings Valley Highway to the tiny town of Falls City for pizza. It was one of the most beautiful drives I've ever taken. Really. Was it the time of day, the slant of light, the season? The road was intimate, rural, wooded and farmed. We climbed and wound. It was lovely.

And then our destination... The Bread Board. An unexpected foodie outpost in a sleepy, old town of 900 people.













We laid out blankets. Circled the colorful Adirondak chairs on the lawn. Drank wine and beer from glass jars. Pelegrino's from bottles. Took down four delicious wood-fired pizzas. Filled pages of homemade books with leaf rubbings. Played tag. The sun was shining. The kids had space. I think everyone felt really good.





The Bread Board sells at a number of farmers markets in the area. But you can only get the pizza in Falls City. We're headed up to Portland for the weekend, and I'm actually wondering if we should drive up Friday via Falls City. It would be really out of the way... but so worth it!