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My story originated with the Woodstocks in Corvallis Oregon back in the 80’s while attending Oregon State University. Woodstocks was my favorite pizza ever. Several years passed after moving around to other states and always looking for another Woodstocks but never finding one. I was living in Hillsboro Oregon and my husband had a trip to the Corvallis area I asked him to see if Woodstocks was still there. It was and he brought me 2 pizzas with that delicious whole wheat crust. That triggered several more 2 hour trips to Corvallis over the next couple years. Then we moved and Woodstocks was lost again… A few years ago I realized there was a Woodstocks only 15 minutes from where our kids live in San Diego and it’s only 3 hours from us. Now we have the best pizza ever back in our lives. Well worth a 3 hour drive. I guess you can say I have been a fan of Woodstocks pizza for 44 years and counting.

– Nikki

Our love story didn’t start with fireworks — it started with friendship, healing, and a lot of laughter.

After losing my first husband, I honestly didn’t know if my heart would ever open the same way again. Then Travis came into my life — steady, kind, patient, and somehow able to make me laugh on the hardest days. What started as comfort turned into late-night talks, inside jokes, and the kind of love that feels safe and electric at the same time.

Somewhere between sharing slices of pizza, spontaneous adventures, and “just one more song” nights, we realized we weren’t just dating — we were building a forever.

Fast forward to this past weekend: Travis proposed at the Golden Gate Bridge (yes, full rom-com style, wind, happy tears, tourists clapping — the whole thing). We celebrated by chasing the moment all over San Francisco and even ending the night at a private Post Malone concert like two teenagers in love.

But honestly? Our favorite memories are still the simple ones — grabbing pizza, sitting across from each other, talking for hours, stealing bites off each other’s plates, and laughing until our stomachs hurt.

Because that’s us.
Big adventures. Bigger love. And pizza always somewhere in the middle.

Woodstock’s feels like exactly the kind of place our story belongs — fun, a little messy, full of heart, and meant to be shared.

🍕❤️ Here’s to love, second chances, and extra cheese.

– Melissa

My husband (boyfriend at the time) & I used to ditch highschool in 2016-2018 & go to woodstocks pizza all the time because we loved the pizza so much, plus we needed to be in davis to make sure we didn’t get caught by our parents in our home town. Now we have a 6 year old who has LOVED going & eating there almost every weekend since we was 3

– Anet

When I began dating my wife, we had one of our first dates at Woodstocks 26 years ago. We immediately fell in love with your pizza, beer & wine selection AND each other! We have been celebrating our anniversary there ever since! Now we have two teenage kids (18 and 15) and Woodstocks is their favorite place to eat and hang out in all of downtown SLO. We always feel welcome and have always had a great time hanging out in such a fun, vibrant place, where the pizza is always freshly baked and the staff treat you like family! We love you Woodstocks!!

– Doug

Charlie was a shift lead at the PB store when I was hired to be a cashier. We quickly realized we had a connection and started dating about a month into me working there. Three years later, we’re married and couldn’t be happier. We’re so grateful for Woodstock’s for bringing us together and keeping us well fed over the last few years 🙂

– Paige

After a long day of talking, listening, and notetaking during my first year at UC Davis, I realized I had forgotten to pack myself lunch. In my last class of the day I turned to my left and my gaze met with a smile framed with parenthetical dimples. As someone who loves to meet new people I simply introduced myself.
Mid conversation, I realized the guy with dark blue eyes and I had been conversing the whole lecture. Between the corny jokes and snarky comments, I mentioned I hadn’t eaten that day and funny enough he hadn’t either. He asked me after class if I wanted to walk downtown and grab a quick bite. Of course, I happily accepted.

With him being from San Diego and me from Sonoma County, we hadn’t heard of Woodstocks before but were eager to check it out. We were greeted kindly at the front and ordered the “BBQ Bird”. We laughed, chatted and enjoyed our pizza. It was during that time at Woodstocks I realized I truly enjoyed the person I was sitting across from. We even tried the Foo Fighters pinball machine because I mentioned how much a fan I am. Woodstocks was our first date of many more. Now, we have been together for over a year! Who knew two people who lived 800 miles away from each other could be connected by one class and a slice.

– Livia