"Quite a few spots in the Willamette Valley focus exclusively on sparkling wine, and Corollary is the newcomer we’re prioritizing for any subsequent wedding toasts. Their space, which appears to be a fire-engine-red shipping container perched in the heavens, is silent save for birds and breeze, and a superb architectural setting for gulping the proprietary fizz. This isn’t just any Méthode Champenoise—you’ll find spritzy carbonic rosé with the personality of salted strawberry soda, an electric pinot blanc that tastes like taking a flying lime to the face, and more. As a bonus, each flight is accompanied by bubbly’s platonic soulmate: kettle chips. The rippled kind." - Aimee Rizzo