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Fiery fresh fragrant family famished fun fried food fiesta flavours.

‘CM, I’ll eat salad for dinner, just go easy on the veggies.’

‘But kebabs are meant to be minced mutton, Mom!’

‘Has CM cooked today? If she has, it must be diet food and I’m not eating!’

Constantly badgered by the culinary (and other) demands of her food-obsessed family, CM swings between papad, peanuts and pepperoni every evening. Her beloved raw veggies and fruit salads appear undercover on the menu, and bruschettas are kept on standby in case her daughter throws a fit at the sight of yet another bowl of dal and ‘those bland potatoes!’.

This book is a madcap account of a working woman who spends all day _ and sometimes, most of the night _ juggling family, friends, long-distance phone calls and food.

How do you serve up a nutritious yet delicious meal to a large family of individuals of varying ages and with extreme differences in taste? How can you convert a carnivore into a lover of greens? What is the trick to adapting a great-tasting but swimming-in-oil restaurant special so it keeps the punch and loses the grease? And above all, what does a woman do to keep them all _ partner, children, in-laws, pals _ healthy and happy at the same time, without quietly going out of her mind?

A chaotic culinary romp with unexpectedly tender moments,

The F-Word is packed with seriously good recipes to suit every taste, however conservative or weird!

COMMENTS:

‘The F-Word makes the entire experience of enjoying food incredibly sexy! Lip smackingly good. A literary “bhojan” to be enjoyed with friends, lovers, and yes... family, too!’
--- Shobhaa DÉ

‘A feisty, fun journey into food world. Staying Indian to the core, yet international in narrative, Kapur whips up culinary delights garnished with personal stories of joy. One can feel lush kebabs moulded in one's hands, savour the heady aroma of a robust soup and fly on a chocaholic high. Along the way, we meet family and friends in elegant salons, nostalgic kitchens and delightful holidays. The F-Word comes from the heart and onto the table with the supreme indulgence of an unabashed foodie.’
--- Wendell Rodricks