I don't know why I wasted my time on this book. It is by far the most awful piece of work I have ever read. It's so bad it makes you want to tear your hair out in large chunks. It's boring, it's insipid, and it's mind-numbingly shallow. Almost makes you want to go to your kitchen and throw away all the spices you just read about, just because they remind you of the chapters in Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni's book.
Casting Aishwarya Rai in the movie adaptation didn't help any, as I was stuck with that mental image of Tilo. Blech.