The premise and story behind this book is delightful. Two sisters decide to open a chocolate shop in Washington DC. If you have wondered what it’s like to start your own business from start to finish, this is an entertaining way to learn what it’s like.
The book covers everything from choosing a name for their business, going on buying trips for chocolate (delightful!), designing their space, and basically pulling it all together. Then it segues into the ups and downs of a small business…the anxiety of waiting for customers and the giddiness of a busy day. The thoughtful transition of some people from customers to friends.
In the midst of all that are mouth watering descriptions of chocolate. As a matter of fact, I would recommend you have some good chocolate nearby while reading, believe me, you will want some.
With all that going for it, unfortunately, there was one thing that I couldn’t get past. The writing. The book is written in some weird blend of 3rd person and 1st person. Perhaps it’s because I am a teacher, but this bothered me so much. I kept wanting to correct it. I even took it into school to show the language arts teacher. When I showed her a paragraph or two, she replied that there are definitely 3 people involved in this paragraph. I explained to her that no, it was two…Ginger, Francie, and then the narrator who was Ginger and Francie together.
“Taking turns, one of us at the keyboard, the other breathing over her, we test-drove our fingers and dove into action only to come up blank. Francie was rusty: Ginger didn’t know where to start.”
“When Ginger grabbed Francie’s air mike and tossed it out the window, we laughed so hard we nearly wrecked the car.”
At first I kept trying to figure out who was with them all the time. Who was there telling the story of Francie and Ginger, but yet they never talked to her (or him)? It took me a few pages to figure out the mysterious “WE” was Francie and Ginger.
If the storyline had not been so interesting, I would have probably stopped reading it, but since it was, I tried to ignore the unconventional writing, but it was almost like fingernails on a blackboard.
AND, I must add that I am in the minority here. If you go read other reviews, you will find a lot of people who loved it. I did love the story, I just didn’t love the writing, and like I said, I don’t know if it would have bothered me so much if I were not a teacher. So, if this book sounds interesting to you, I encourage you to read it!