AS YOU CAN IMAGINE, it’s easy to remember the day when you meet Oprah Winfrey. I first met her in 2008, at her house in Montecito, Calif. Her property, called The Promised Land, expresses as much warmth and grace as Oprah herself does, with towering oak trees and lush gardens lending themselves to an enveloping peacefulness. On one side, her views look out on the Santa Ynez Mountains. On the other side lies the Pacific Ocean.
I had come to have lunch with Oprah, to talk about taking on the editor-in-chief role at her magazine, O. This was during the height of her blockbuster daily TV show, The Oprah Winfrey Show and, when she answered the door (yes, she answered the door herself), I felt as though I already knew…
