In this charming and pleasant book, Kathleen Flinn does a marvelous job of evoking Paris in all its glory and uniqueness. Furthermore, she captures the excitement, fear and wonderment of attending Le Cordon Bleu while comically describing the quirks and antics of her chef professors. When not attending classes, Flinn takes the reader through her search for living quarters, her outings with visiting friends and her quest to improve her modest French.
The 28 small chapters do become repetitive, however, mostly because each contains at least one forced metaphor: "timing is important in cooking just like it is in relationships. If you try to take the cake out of the oven -- or commit to your sweetheart forever -- too soon, you end up with a sorry mess." If she lost the prosaism, Flinn would become a truly excellent and intriguing writer.