Directly across the straight from Benicia lies a teeny tiny one-street town. Port Costa is made up of a post office, a bar, a café, a letterpress studio, and an ephemera workshop- pretty much everything you need, right?
Coming here is always a special treat, like being in a private club, or stumbling across a secret fort.
Once in a while, however, a steady steam of traffic will make its way here for something special. This weekend, that special occasion was the opening of Wendy Addison's Theatre of Dreams.
The little storefront, which opens but three times a year (once for Easter, once for Halloween, and once for Christmas), is stuffed to the brim with all sorts of whimsical decorations and artifacts, mirroring the quaint and magical quality of the town itself. Inside, those blue doors is a cornucopia of fairies, toadstools and diving swallows. My mom, a vertiable Wendy Addison enthusiast, was in German glitter glass heaven, and left with a big back full of sparkling stars, bees, and treasure boxes.
After we finished gawking, Wendy suggested we go across the street, to this little place.