David Lebowitz's L'appart: The Delights and Disasters of My Paris Home is a tale of the miseries and woes of buying and renovating a home in Paris. In spite of his attempts to convince readers how much he still loves
Paris -- when describing being able to run down the street for a freshly
made baguette or getting to know the ruggedly handsome man at the little
café close by, for example -- Lebovitz peels off the plaster to reveal a
Paris beyond tourism. Lebovitz's stories shimmer with despair, distress,
and regret, but he nevertheless embraces life with all its flaws in the
city he loves.
It was, overall, a depressing little book, whose only real redemptive value are the genuine French recipes scattered throughout.
I received a free copy of this book from the publisher in exchange for my honest review here.
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