I enjoyed it, being particularly interested in the subject, but I don't think it's very good at all. When the subject turns to food the egregious errors reveal an almost invincible ignorance and there's rather a snide Francophobe side to it all that I don't warm to.Provence 1970 is quite a lovely read. It's about the times that Julia Child, RIchard Olney, MFK Fischer and James Beard spent together in Provence.
What it does do is rather confirm Olney's undeniably waspish account of the period. When the view is taken that when if something's worth doing it's worth doing properly snobbishness is sometimes an unavoidable accusation.