Lunch in Paris: A Love Story, with Recipes

by Elizabeth Bard

The EW review of this book made it sound great. Unfortunately, it was nothing more than a pretentious memoir written by an utterly forgettable American abroad. Think Eat, Pray, Love or Under the Tuscan Sun. Ugh.

Essentially, Elizabeth Bard, a rich brat, falls in love while in France. And she marries her man. That’s it.

And she’s added recipes to her memoir, as if anyone cares. She is not, by the way, a chef. Who wants to make oven-grilled sardines or rabbit with cider and honey? Not me.

3/30/10