There are few books that I’ve read that are more romantic than LOVE BEGINS IN WINTER by Simon Van Booy, a collection of short stories that is the equivalent of spending a weekend in Paris.

In one story, a French cellist runs into a woman who has a habit of collecting acorns. In another, a man’s narrow, repressed life is suddenly opened up by the discovery that he has a long-lost daughter living a continent away.

Since there are only five stories, I won’t reveal any more--but rest assured that they take you on a journey around the world, from Las Vegas to Rome to Ireland to Stockholm, and place becomes a character that you fall in love with.

What is the most romantic place you’ve ever been?