Friday, February 17, 2012

Paris My Sweet by Amy Thomas

Forever a girl obsessed with all things French, sweet freak Amy Thomas landed a gig as rich as the purest dark chocolate: leave Manhattan for Paris to write ad copy for Louis Vuitton. Working on the Champs-Elysees, strolling the charming streets, and exploring the best patisseries and boulangeries, Amy marveled at the magnificence of the City of Light.

But does falling in love with one city mean turning your back on another? As much as Amy adored Paris, there was part of her that felt like a humble chocolate chip cookie in a sea of pristine macarons. Paris, My Sweet explores how the search for happiness can be as fleeting as a salted caramel souffle's rise, as intensely satisfying as molten chocolate cake, and about how the life you're meant to live doesn't always taste like the one you envisioned.
You cannot read a page in this book without running into a decadent sweet of some sort. Amy makes me feel like a failure as a woman. If it regards chocolate, Paris, or romantic notions, she's your gal. Though interesting, and if you look deep enough you can find some valuable thought material, I had a really difficult time with this book. It took me chapters and chapters to get my mind past the pretzel-crusted caramels. I couldn't pay any attention to what was actually going on in Amy's life because my mind kept getting stuck on the delicious delicacies that are so intricately described.

I strongly suggest this book for you chocoholics out there. You cannot read this book without your mouth watering. As for France, I can take it or leave it. Also, there are fascinating factoids at the end of each chapter. For me, these were the best part of the book.

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The old grey donkey, Eeyore stood by himself in a thistly corner of the Forest, his front feet well apart, his head on one side, and thought about things. Sometimes he thought sadly to himself, "Why?" and sometimes he thought, "Wherefore?" and sometimes he thought, "Inasmuch as which?" and sometimes he didn't quite know what he was thinking about.

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