Rosemary Field never planned on working as a private, holistic chef for a demanding vegan actress. But then, plans have a way of going out the window when a girl learns her parents have skipped town, leaving behind a half-million-dollar debt.
Rosemary makes the best of her situation, putting up with her boss’s diva antics and halfheartedly fending off the advances of the impossibly sexy stepson who comes with the high-paying gig. Then someone decides to kill the miserable movie star. It’s bad news for any chef when a client dies from an allergic reaction after eating your cooking. It’s even worse news for Rosemary because the police are determined to charge her with murder.
To restore her reputation (and stay out of prison), Rosemary has to find the real murderer–and fast. Her short list of suspects includes a womanizing race car driver, a powerful music producer, Hollywood’s hottest leading man, and, oh yeah, Felix, the dead woman’s stepson–which gets a little awkward when Rosemary starts dating him.
Unfortunately, everything Rosemary thought she knew is wrong–dead wrong.
After a romantic dinner with Felix ends in food poisoning, she finds herself unattached, unemployed, and once again on the wrong side of the LAPD. She knows how to salvage an oversalted sauce, but can she salvage the disaster that is her life? And will the hunky homicide detective help her–or book her?