If you liked Joanne Harris's Chocolat, you might like this one. Although there wasn't magical realism applied here, there was obviously a certain amount of magic created in preparing food for others and the healing of hearts through friendships and the love initiated by gathering together to create food for each other.
Mostly strangers at the start of the book, by the end, the students of a cooking class have grown close and we've learned much about their lives and their hurts and the ways they've become whole again. Or mostly whole, anyway. I loved this book. Might even be in my top ten now.