Enumclaw's always been a little spangly for my redneck tastes, even when they still had a log scaling station outside of town, well before the McMansions. Maybe I'm a little behind the times, but my vote's for Lester. My dad used to have to go out there to scale when it was an active town, and I can still remember the squinty face my then-hippy dope smoker dad would make when he would say he had to go work in Lester, like he was smelling some unseen brown air or something.