Whe I read, I tend to think a lot about the writer. For example, I have come to the conclusion that Nicholas Sparks is a dog lover. JK Rowling is not a big fan of obesity. John Green is a very observant person. Enid Blython loves to eat, and so does Joanne Harris.
With the title chocolate it’s no surprise that this sweet sin has a major role, but all food is described with tender affection, that is sometimes inspiring and sometimes silly.
The french small town isn’t as charming once you get to know it a bit. Or, rather, its inhabitants – because characters drive the story far more than the course of events. Also the minor characters are allowed space, interesting personalities, and development.
It would be unfair to write about this book without a mention of Vianne Rocher, the single mother who – despite the villagers’ disapproval – settles in Lansquenet-sous-Tannes. She starts a chocolaterie, and little by little begin to change her surroundings with a force that is slightly supernatural.
Of course, no story would be complete without a bad guy. In this case, obsessive purity seeking, self denial and discipline – personalized by le comte, Francis Reynaud.