Devishly delicious. AbFab dialect tinged with murderous wit; an exploration into the uses and abuses of others, the delectability of sex, food and murder, and above all else a novel that pulsates with a glistening black campness. 
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Not without its occassional fault, some social commentarial notes hit a little flat and Dorothy's potently provincial voice waned slightly in the middle-ending portion of the novel. Also whoever selected the lime-background-pineapple front cover needs an ice pick to the neck Dorothy Daniels style.
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Nonetheless, this was ravishing and deeply enjoyable. I gorged, gobbled and feasted on this novel, and read it with an accelerated manner that didn't even touch the sides.