But I just got an e-mail from Rica Allannic, my editor for The New Portuguese Table, telling me the book is going into a second printing—fewer than four months after it was published! (You know how excited I must be because I rarely use exclamation points—too 1978 high school yearbook-ish for me.) This second printing means there will be 20,000 books in print by February 1st—which is perfect timing because I’m scheduled to be on a terribly big, terribly important morning TV show (can’t say which right now) in March. After doing a victory lap around the family room in CT and tripping over a quilt on the floor, I started blubbering. I mean, real “Find My Family”-type bawling. You see, after having spent the better part of a decade working on this book in one way or another, going broke in the process, severing my Achilles tendon (oh, yes, I will work this till the day I die), and basically driving The One nearly insane with my obsessiveness, I had no idea how it would sell.
But as Rica said, “Your peeps are loyal and supported you.”
So I want to thank each and every one of you who bought a book, or two, or twenty. (One woman actually bought twenty, one for everyone in her family and in her circle of close friends, bless her heart. There’s a special condo in heaven with that woman’s name on it.) Honestly, I thought the printed word was heaving its last phlegm-rattled breath and that because of the Internet and the birth of the Kindle, books were dead. But I admit it publicly: I was wrong. Happily, joyously wrong. Long live the book and its irreplaceable heft, smell, and feel.
Of course with all this excitement, and my pathological tendency for narcissistic self-absorption, I have to be sure to make today about The One and not me. But it will be very hard to sit at dinner and not prattle on about this in between bites of venison. But I’ll soldier on. After all, it’s his day. Right? Right?
(By the way, many of you have inquired about the vista [pictured above] that’s featured on the half title page of the book. It’s a distant panorama I took of my father’s hometown of Maia, on the island of São Miguel.)
Congratulations David! Although the comment is a bit late, I wanted to say that I truly enjoyed the book and have read it cover to cover. The recipes are fantastic and you really did capture both old and new superbly. But I have to admit that what I loved the most and what sparked me was your introduction. I am Portuguese too, and after reading your comment about all the stories you had grown up with, the town fool and his donkey and the priest indulging in the desserts from the pastelaria, I was sent down memory lane to growing up with my grandmother and the stories and memories from my own family. And the same realization that the old Portugual was no more. But at the same time I was inspired and excited to get to know the new one. So thank you, the book is a gem and I will be cooking all the recipes one by one for many who are also excited to learn what Portuguese food is about.
Chrissie
Terrific news, and richly deserved. May the new year bring you even more rewards. Ride the wave, David. Ride the wave. 🙂
Renee, thanks for the kind words. I still really, really excited!
Thanks, David and Allison. Much appreciated.