The Times - Serving Waitsburg, Dayton and the Touchet Valley

With weather this good, you may want to break out a bottle of rosé to celebrate. I remember our first March in Waitsburg many years ago. After a winter of nonstop construction, we were finally able to move into our half-remodeled home, and the new porch beckoned. On a rather blustery mid-March afternoon – not quite as nice as what we've been enjoying this week – we set up a sawhorse table on the porch, popped the cork on a bottle of rosé, and dined on fried chicken. Nothing spectacular, but special enough that I still recall the time, the wine, and even the chicken these many years later. This...