Flambe In Armagnac by Jean-Pierre AlauxFlambe In Armagnac by Jean-Pierre Alaux

Flambe In Armagnac

byJean-Pierre Alaux, Noel BalenEditorSally Pane

Paperback | August 6, 2015

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In the heart of Gascony, a fire ravages the warehouse of one of Armagnac's top estates, killing the master distiller. Wine expert Benjamin Cooker is called in to estimate the value of the losses. But Cooker and his assistant Virgile want to know more. Did the old alembic explode? Was it really an accident? Why is the estate owner Baron de Castayrac penniless? How legal are his dealings?
Jean-Pierre Alaux is a magazine, radio and TV journalist when he is not writing novels in southwestern France. He is the grandson of a winemaker and exhibits a real passion for wine and winemaking. For him, there is no greater common denominator than wine.Noël Balen lives in Paris, where he shares his time between writing, making recor...
Title:Flambe In ArmagnacFormat:PaperbackDimensions:147 pages, 8 × 5 × 0.35 inPublished:August 6, 2015Publisher:Le French BookLanguage:English

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ISBN - 10:1939474418

ISBN - 13:9781939474414

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Rated 5 out of 5 by from Another Success for the Winemaker Detective The winemaker detective and his assistant, Virgile travel to Gascony where a request t0 verify an insurance loss opens the door to unraveling a web of intrigue, sex, duplicity and murder. As always the narrative is beautiful and provides a vivid description of the French countryside. The story is haunting. The characters are engaging. The only complaint I can have is the brevity of he book. I wish I could have spent more time with it. The narrative flows so smoothly it is hard to believe it is a translation from the original.
Date published: 2015-08-09

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Chateau Blanzac was low and squat. No pointed towers, no mullioned windows, much less tall chimneys. The building's elegance lay in its symmetry and simplicity, along with the lovely tiling that ran beneath the vertigris roof. A pair of two-hundred-year-old oak trees and three tall cedars dominated the grounds. Their branches caressed the sleepy country manor and its lichen-covered stones. Calling it a "cha^teau" was clearly deceptive. As for the titles of nobility claimed by its proprietor, there was no trace, aside from a wrought-iron coat of arms on the front-step railings, whose rust offset any hint of pretention. In the way of assets, the Castayracs owned only this home, with its few acres of vines and one-story outbuilding, along with the family title, which the baron liked to flaunt at the Biarritz casino on special occasions. Benjamin pushed the doorbell. Its shrill ring set loose three large dogs, whose muzzles appeared at the windows. Benjamin scanned the surroundings. The vines hadn't been pruned. An antique Citroe?n DS 19 Pallas was parked in a garage, and on the right, a short distance from the outbuilding, four immense blackened walls stood silent. Burned beams, barrel hoops, and staves littered the frozen ground. Shards of glass, vestiges of the demijohns that had been turned into large Molotov cocktails, were everywhere. Benjamin could almost make out wisps of smoke amid the ruins. It had been less than two weeks since the catastrophe. Could the fire still be smoldering under this rubble? Its acrid vapors were stinging his throat.

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"You'll travel to France to taste the complex flavors, the unraveling of a mystery, while relishing the French countryside, the gourmet dishes, and the simple pleasurable delight of this rare series." -5-star educator review