It is through this novel that I entered the world of René Fallet ... with delight. For everything that this quartet of worshipers Beaujolais again soon may be prohibited by law I know not what, for hygienic reasons or whatever. Meanwhile, Rene Fallet invites the reader to savor the good bottles, pie charts well made, and visit the cafes that have the richest experience, away from acratopèges food chains that invade our countries. This novel has taste, flesh, flavor, and politically correct form. In short, reading immediately ... before he too was banned, due to excess of happiness. Preferably after a rake with a woman: it feels good.
