This happened for me most recently with Peter Mayle's French Lessons: Adventures with Knife, Fork, and Corkscrew. I remember it being a Christmas present (don't remember who from) a number of years ago. It quickly went on the bookshelf and was promptly forgotten (I checked the publication date - 2001, so it has to have been 4-7 years ago). A week or so ago I finished my last book, Gabriel Garcia Marquez' One Hundred Years of Solitude, and I was looking for something new to read. So I cracked this one open.
I am enjoying this book so much. It's light, and mildly funny, and makes me want to go to France and eat wonderful long lunches - and I'm only 4 chapters in! I even read a chapter about chickens aloud to Bobby the other night, and he enjoyed it very much too. And I don't even remember who to thank for it...
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