What do you give a girl who has virtually everything in one of the greatest cities in the world? An AirFrance ticket to Paris and a list of the city’s finest indulgences. A career-changing writing gig for French luxury house Louis Vuitton wouldn’t hurt either. For over a year, that was Amy Thomas’s reality.
Modish, ambitious and hoping for love (in either the human or chocolate variety), Amy set up camp just off of rue Montorgueil and immediately began eating (and Vélibing) her way through the city’s candied marvels. I can’t recall if it was her ode to chocolate in the New York Times or the pastry smackdowns she hosted and documented on her blog, Sweet Freak, that first put Amy on my radar but she has been an incredible inspiration to me from the moment we finally met at one of my favorite local cafés. My only regret is that we started to get to know one another at the tail end of her stint in Paris.
Fortunately, I’ve been able to fill in the gaps with one very candid and delicious read. Paris, My Sweet: A Year in the City of Light (and Dark Chocolate), Amy’s recently released memoirs, takes us on her emotional…
