Nancy Rommelmann, formerly of Los Angeles, now of Portland, writes frequently about food, life, loss, and love. Her compassion for her subjects never cloys; her probing of their foibles never crosses the line into cruel exploitation. And thus, she kindly answered our probing, exploitative questions.
1. What’s the first thing(s) you read in the morning?
Currently: War and Peace, the new Pevear/Volokhonsky translation.
Eternally: The New York Times
2. What’s your favorite guilty pleasure website? Dlisted
3. What job do you fantasize about having? Novelist
4. Last movie you saw? Beowolf, about ten minutes ago
5. Last book you read?
Steve Almond’s Rants, Exploits and Obsessions (Not That You Asked)
6. Best show legendary biz/movie star encounter. At age fifteen, I stopped Paul Newman on Madison Avenue, knowing full well it was him behind his mirrored shades, and asked, sweetly, “Can you tell me what time it is?” At which he took a two-second pause, drank in my long, bare, mini-skirted legs, and slowly pulled off his glasses.
7. Proudest media moment? Winning AAN and LA Press Club awards back-to-back was pretty good, but really, it’s every story I’m working on where I sense the greatness and just keep chipping away.