Author: Harper Lin
Publisher: Harper Lin Books (2014)
Series: A Patisserie Mystery #1
French native Clémence Damour returns to Paris after traveling around the world for two years. She’s dog-sitting for her parents in the posh 16th arrondissement and overseeing the family patisserie, a famous franchise known for their delectable gourmet pastries and sweets in Paris and around the world.
To get off on the right foot with la gardienne, the caretaker of the apartment building, Clémence gives her a box of their luxury macarons. The next morning however, the half-eaten box of macarons is found near la gardienne’s dead body. An incompetent inspector accuses Clémence of being the killer, which prompts her to clear her name and solve the case herself.
Join Clémence and her friends as they solve murder cases, bake macarons and other treats, and fall in love in The City of Lights.
I actually don’t know what to make of this book. It was quite easy to read – too easy! I wouldn’t even call it a book for young adults. Children 7-12 can read this book, but I won’t recommend it.
This book took me nowhere. I tried to get into it hoping that the author would introduce a brilliant plot twist, but I was left hanging.
I like reading novels about France and the French, but some are just downright stereotypical and this book was one of them. “You know how Frenchmen are. They’re like insecure little boys who need to act arrogant to mask their insecurities.” Take that back! Not ALL Frenchmen are arrogant and insecure. How rude, offensive and downright stereotypical. I know some Frenchmen who are quite the opposite and I’m not talking about my favorite French personalities.
The ONLY person I liked in this story was Sebastien.
Saying the French president (now former) is not attractive and making fun of the women who are attracted to him is downright rude. It doesn’t matter if someone is not super attractive with a megawatt smile, some women are attracted to that kind of man status or not. Some of the least attractive world leaders had their fair share of affairs with upstanding ladies. I happen to think that Mr. Hollande was nice. Have you seen him back in his heydays?
LoL! Ah, moving on.
Clémence and Cyril deserve each other although I know she’s probably going to end up with the lovely and mysterious Sebastien. I won’t know, though, because my journey of this series stops right here.
I knew the dentist was the killer when I first met him but calling him a psychopathic murderer was a little too much. He only killed one woman by hitting her… by accident. In reality, a psychopathic murderer is a serial killer. A serial killer would have several killings under his belt. The dentist only had one and he didn’t kill in a psychopathic way.
I felt as if Clémence didn’t tell me about herself. I got that she traveled recently, loves to bake but isn’t sure of making it her career. I am sorry, but although I haven’t been to Paris, this setting did not feel like Paris at all. Nothing about the sights (except the Eiffel Tower) and the smells (except the macarons) transported me to the beautiful City of Love. The characters weren’t well developed and the murder didn’t have anything to do with macarons at all. The story ended too abruptly for me.
I passed on the macaron recipes. They were bland.
Lara noticed Arthur glaring at Lara, who sat down and seemed to deflate in a chair. (page 112)
Tough Girls Don’t Dance by Osmund James. I know for certain that I am going to find fault with this book, but I was told that I don’t read too many Caribbean books and that I should read this one. We’ll see.