Charlotte Au Chocolat: Memories of a Restaurant Girlhood has its delightful (pardon the pun) moments, when the author describes the behind-the-scenes action in her parents’ then mother’s restaurant, and in particular how the waiters and cooks dote on her, the elegant, polite child sipping her Shirley Temple at table A1. But the rest I found much less charming. The story of her hard-working, perfectionist mother could be remarkable, even heroic, but comes across as more than a bit of a snob. And the author’s detailed description of her outfits may be cute when she’s talking about her little-girl dresses, but gets tiresome as she grows up. Too bad, the title was appealing.