" How do we celebrate Easter?’ the old poet demanded, yanking Peter’s Scotch from Clara and downing it. ‘We hunt eggs and eat hot cross buns.’ ‘Mais, we go to St Thomas’s too,’ said Monsieur Béliveau. ‘More people go to Sarah’s Boulangerie than ever show up at church,’ snapped Ruth. ‘They buy pastry with an instrument of torture on it. I know you think I’m crazy, but maybe I’m the only sane one here.’ And on that disconcerting note she limped to the door, then turned back. "

― Louise Penny , The Cruelest Month (Chief Inspector Armand Gamache, #3)