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Stylish, convincing, wise, funny--and just in time: the ultimate non-diet book, which could radically change the way you think and live.French women dont get fat, but they do eat bread and pastry, drink wine, and regularly enjoy three-course meals. In her delightful tale, Mireille Guiliano unlocks the simple secrets of this French paradox--how to enjoy food and stay slim and healthy. Hers is a charming, sensible, and powerfully life-affirming view of health and eating for our times.As a typically slender French girl, Mireille (Meer-ray) went to America as an exchange student and came back fat.

That shock sent her into an adolescent tailspin, until her kindly family physician, Dr. Miracle, came to the rescue. Reintroducing her to classic principles of French gastronomy plus time-honored secrets of the local women, he helped her restore her shape and gave her a whole new understanding of food, drink, and life.

The key? Not guilt or deprivation but learning to get the most from the things you most enjoy. Following her own version of this traditional wisdom, she has ever since relished a life of indulgence without bulge, satisfying yen without yo-yo on three meals a day.

Now in simple but potent strategies and dozens of recipes youd swear were fattening, Mireille reveals the ingredients for a lifetime of weight control--from the emergency weekend remedy of Magical Leek Soup to everyday tricks like fooling yourself into contentment and painless new physical exertions to save you from the StairMaster.

Emphasizing the virtues of freshness, variety, balance, and always pleasure, Mireille shows how virtually anyone can learn to eat, drink, and move like a French woman. A natural raconteur, Mireille illustrates her philosophy through the experiences that have shaped her life--a six-year-olds first taste of Champagne, treks in search of tiny blueberries (called myrtilles) in the woods near her grandmothers house, a near-spiritual rendezvous with oysters at a seaside restaurant in Brittany, to name but a few.

She also shows us other women discovering the wonders of French in action, drawing examples from dozens of friends and associates she has advised over the years to eat and drink smarter and more joyfully.

Here are a cultures most cherished and time-honored secrets recast for the twenty-first century. For anyone who has slipped out of her zone, missed the flight to South Beach, or accidentally let a carb pass her lips, here is a buoyant, positive way to stay trim.

A life of wine, bread--even chocolate--without girth or guilt? Pourquoi pas?From the Hardcover edition.Good Lor. and Missis Lincon,--can she kinder sweep it into a room like my missis,--so kinder splendid, yer know.

O, go way. don't tell me nothin' French Women Don't Get Fat: The Secret of Eating For Pleasure dem Lincons!"--and Aunt Chloe tossed her head as one who hoped she did know something of the world. "Well, though, I've heard you say," said George, "that Jinny was a pretty fair cook. " "So I did," said Aunt Chloe,--"I may say dat. Good, plain, common cookin', Jinny'll do;--make a good pone o' bread,--bile her taters _far_,--her corn cakes isn't extra, not extra now, Jinny's corn cakes isn't, but then they's far,--but, Lor, come to de higher branches, and what _can_ she do.

Why, she makes pies--sartin she does; but what kinder crust. Can she make your real flecky paste, as melts in your mouth, and lies all up like a puff. Now, I went over thar when Miss Mary was gwine to be married, and Jinny she jest showed me de weddin' pies. Jinny and I is good friends, ye know. I never said nothin'; but go 'long, Mas'r George. Why, I shouldn't sleep a wink for a week, if I French Women Don't Get Fat: The Secret of Eating For Pleasure a batch of pies like dem ar.

Why, dey wan't no 'count 't all. " "I suppose Jinny thought they were ever so nice," said George. "Thought so!--didn't she. Thar she was, showing em, as innocent--ye see, it's jest here, Jinny _don't know_. Lor, the family an't nothing. She can't be spected to know. 'Ta'nt no fault o' hem. Ah, Mas'r George, you doesn't know half 'your privileges in yer family and bringin' up!" Here Aunt Chloe sighed, and rolled up her eyes with emotion.

"I'm sure, Aunt Chloe, I understand I my pie and pudding privileges," said George. "Ask Tom Lincon if I don't crow over him, every time I meet him. " Aunt Chloe sat back in her chair, and indulged in a hearty guffaw of laughter, at this witticism of young Mas'r's, laughing till the tears rolled down her black, shining cheeks, and varying the exercise with playfully slapping and poking Mas'r Georgey, and telling him to go way, and that he was a case--that he was fit to kill her, and that he sartin would kill her, one of these days; and, between each of these sanguinary predictions, going off into a laugh, each longer and stronger than the other, till George really began to think that he was a very dangerously witty fellow, and that it became him to be careful how he talked "as funny as he could.

" "And so ye telled Tom, did French Women Don't Get Fat: The Secret of Eating For Pleasure. O, Lor. what young uns will be up ter. Ye crowed over Tom. O, Lor. Mas'r George, if ye wouldn't make a hornbug laugh!" "Yes," said George, "I says to him, Tom, you ought to see some of Aunt Chloe's pies; they're the right sort,' says I. " "Pity, now, Tom couldn't," said Aunt Chloe, on whose benevolent heart the idea of Tom's benighted condition seemed to make a strong impression.

"Ye oughter just ask him here to dinner, some o' these times, Mas'r George," she added; "it would look quite pretty of ye. Ye know, Mas'r George, ye oughtenter feel 'bove nobody, on 'count yer privileges, 'cause all our privileges is gi'n to us; we ought al'ays to 'member that," said Aunt Chloe, looking quite serious.

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