In a city known for its romantic clichés, can reality surpass the fantasy?

Paris in the fall.

The Eiffel tower, the blanket of colorful leaves on the ground of the Jardin du Luxembourg, the picturesque cobbled streets of Montmartre.

Sounds amazing, right? That's exactly what I thought when my boss offered me to come here to critique restaurants.

Well, the reality is a completely different beast.

There is no accordion music playing in the street, the city smells like smoke, and I have yet to see a single guy wearing a beret! This was all a lie.

To top it all, I'm now a prisoner of this city because of a national strike keeping all planes on the ground and flooding hotels capacities. At least one cliché wasn't false.

Enter Olivier Brun, chef of a Michelin star restaurant and as hot as a pizza oven who offers me a room and even cooks me breakfast.

So, when he asks me to pretend to be his date for his matchmaking mom's birthday, I return the favor.

As we get to know each other through pun-filled cooking lessons, farmer's market outings and autumn festivals, I start to fall in loaf with Paris… and Olivier.

Suddenly, the idea of relocating here isn't as crazy.

But does Olivier feel the same? And if he does, will he be able to get past the fact that I lied about my job?