Peaches for Monsieur Le Curé
Magic Realism, Mystery, Novel, Romance
Peaches for Monsieur Le Curé
Year of Publication
Short Description & Notes
Peaches for Monsieur le Curé is the third book in the series Chocolat. Eight years have passed since Vianne Rocher has left Lansquenet-sous-Tannes. She is currently living with Roux and her two daughters, Anouk and Rosette, on their houseboat-chocolaterie in Paris. When the summer wind changes, a letter from the dead compels Vianne to return to Lansquenet. The message is clear – someone is in need of help. The small French town apparently has not changed. The asymmetrical cobbled streets are the same bu,t in Les Marauds, a community of Moroccans seems to be hiding a secret. Why was the old chocolaterie burnt? And who is the mysterious woman always wearing a niqab? It is a fascinating story with many gastronomic details, as we already know being typical of Joanne Harris’s writing style. Cultural identity and ethnic tolerance are other themes approached in this book. It is wonderful for the Chocolat fans to revisit the old characters from Lansquenet.
“It isn’t often you receive a letter from the dead. When Vianne Rocher receives a letter from beyond the grave, she has no choice but to follow the wind that blows her back to Lansquenet, the village in south-west France where, eight years ago, she opened up a chocolate shop. But Vianne is completely unprepared for what she finds there. Women veiled in black, the scent of spices and peppermint tea, and there, on the bank of the river Tannes, facing the square little tower of the church of Saint-Jerome like a piece on a chessboard – slender, bone-white and crowned with a silver crescent moon – a minaret. Nor is it only the incomers from North Africa that have brought big changes to the community. Father Reynaud, Vianne’s erstwhile adversary, is now disgraced and under threat. Could it be that Vianne is the only one who can save him?” – Goodreads: Peaches for Monsieur le Curé
“Todos aqueles momentos, todas aquelas memórias. Tudo o que somos, comprimido em apenas dois ou três quilos de papel – o peso de um coração humano, de facto – que por vezes parece insuportável.”
“Anos de viagens com a minha mãe ensinaram-me que a comida é um passaporte universal. Quaisquer que sejam as barreiras de língua, cultura ou geografia, a comida atravessa todas as fronteiras. Oferecer comida é estender a mão da amizade; aceitá-la é ser aceite na comunidade mais fechada.”
“Aos cinco anos, fazer amizades é fácil. Começa com uma espécie de ronda tímida, como dois animais curiosos. A língua não é barreira; a cultura e a raça são irrelevantes.”
Joanne Harris says that she and Vianne Rocher are connected for life – “she keeps dropping in unexpectedly embroiling me in her affairs and demanding my time and attention”.