Getting a Life: Las Vegas Plus Meat, Meat, Meat

The pool at Bartolotta in Las Vegas

A few weeks ago, The One and I headed out to Vegas, Baby, for several days of fun, which is odd because I don’t gamble, don’t like crowds, and generally avoid anything remotely resembling sunshine. But the lure of stories of great meals kept tempting me like that crooked steam finger rising from a pie and pulling Tom (of Tom and Jerry) by his nostrils to the windowsill where it sat cooling. But It didn’t make much sense to travel all that way, and endure all those happy, shiny people, to eat the food of chefs who have flagship restaurants here in New York. A quick call to Barbara Fairchild, editor-in-chief of Bon Appetit set us straight, and we made reservations at Bartolotta. Read more »

Getting a Life: Tupper Lake

Once I finished my book, I got a bit of my life back. So I decided to do a few things. Specifically: cook (non-Portuguese) meals, travel, and socialize. Three things that being chained to my desk like some medieval monk working on an illustrated manuscript has prevented me from doing.

To kick things off, I spent a weekend with my friend and proprietor of Well Dressed Food, David Tomberlin, in Tupper Lake, New York. Now, you have to understand, I’m geographically challenged (although I have a great sense of direction). I had no idea where Tupper Lake was, let alone all the rituals and localisms that go with lake living. For example, a lot of people don’t lives in houses, they live in camps. To me, a heck of a lot of them looked like houses, but they are, apparently, considered camps. And when I pointed out one particularly lovely camp, David said, “Nope. That’s a house.” So go figure.

Anyway, the weekend was truly hedonistic. All we–which included The One, David, his partner, Rusty, and extended family–did was eat, drink, and tool around on the lake. Having an unlimited supply of Well Dressed Food products on hand, David made sure that we were fed well and constantly. Two things I never mind. Breakfast for example was his oatmeal pancakes, which we all devoured so fast, I missed getting a second helping because I was edged out by Rusty’s dad. And with his being an ex-military man, I wasn’t about to wrestle him for that last pancake. Read more »

Huzzah, Huzzah! Finally, the Book Cover

The New Portuguese Table by David Leite

A lot of you have been asking about my book, and I have good news: the cover is finalized, the book itself is at the compositor, and I’ll see the first draft, called a dummy, in about three weeks. The book will be available for pre-order on sometime just after the holidays, and it will be published in August 2009.

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