Jen's review
Blame It on Paris by Laura Florand
Ever read a book that made you fall in love with the person who wrote it AND an entire culture that is not your own (and you never had any leanings toward previously)? Me either, until I read this book. I admit, I was sort of pre-disposed to love it for several reasons. First, the author, Laura Florand, has an obssession with chocolate that rivals EVEN MINE. My husband (and anyone who has ever met me, really) will tell you that this is a pretty tall order. BUT - and I am extraordinarily jealous of this - she has had the opportuntity to taste and buy the best chocolate the world over, while my chocolate tastings are limited to what is available to me in my limited and primarily US-based travels. Granted, we have a whole Lindt store here in Charlottesville, and in about a week's time I intend to hunt down a place in London called the CHOCOLATE HOTEL that is supposed to be a huge store filled with high-quality chocolate, but still. She's lived in France and been to Belgium and prob...more
