Children of War, Martin Walker (3.5)
I will call this book a guilty pleasure. A friend who knew
how much we loved the food and wine of the area introduced me to Bruno, the
Chief of Police in a small, fabricated town in southwestern France in what
appears to be his 7th outing. The trope of this book is Bruno’s main
pastime: in between great detective work, he serves 4-course farm to table
meals to friends and acquaintances. In this particular Bruno adventure I liked
how Mr. Walker had him dealing with parallel stories concerning children of
war, one present day and one from WWII. Both were interesting. I knock this
book from worthy literature down to ‘guilty pleasure’ because while I enjoyed
the descriptions of mouth-watering dishes, it was hard to believe a local
police officer would deal with terrorists in the afternoon and run home to grab
food from the garden and make his 4 course meal. The juxtaposition didn’t work
for me.
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