No, there’s no recipes in here, no self-indulgent socio-political story about what a tough time someone had growing up. No heartwrenching story about a chick with tattoo’s or some deep novel about how history has cheated us from the truth. Nothing on braaing either. In fact, nothing too deep or meaningful at all. By picking up this book you have shown that you have a problem (or at least know someone who does.)
It’s ok, there aren’t many people left in this country who don’t. You’re among friends here, breath. Now that you’ve taken this first important step to recovery move slowly towards the check-out counter with this book, no fast moves. Place it cover down in front of the store assistant and reach for your credit card. What? You’re being ignored by all three assistants, busy with their cell phones? For Kak’s Sake!