Saturday, March 10, 2007

The Pataha Flour Mill

Living in the same area for twenty years makes a person sort of cocky. Here I sit, day after day, bored in the knowledge that I've done all there is to do around here. I've been to all the theaters and museums (even the boring ones, like the McConnell Mansion). I've been up Kamiak Butte and Moscow Mountain, and sensibly refused to swim at Spring Valley.

But, of course, I'm wrong. There are streets in Moscow I've never walked and parks I've never visited, and I even have a little secret: I'm not sure where Idler's Rest is.

So it shouldn't come as a surprise to me when I find out about things like the Pataha Flour Mill. Pataha is a tiny town that sits to the East of Pomeroy, Washington, not too far South of the Snake River. On the outskirts (such as they exist for towns as small as Pataha) of the town exists an old flour mill - from the late 1800s, which has recently been bought and is currently being restored by a local pastor. The flour mill has been converted into a museum and restaurant. There are no prices on the menu - you pay by donation - and then you get to wander around the museum looking at old curios (there's an impressive camera collection dating back to the beginning of the 19th century, and a cool cattle-brand collection too) and fearing somewhat that the whole thing might collapse in on you at any moment.

My camera chews through batteries like you wouldn't believe, so the only pictures I got were of the food, which was delicious. Andy and I both had BLTs and caramel apple pie for dessert (if you're curious, we wrote a check for $35, and the service was excellent). I'll have to go back sometime for more pictures, but for now: doesn't this pie look good?

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