“None has a name, but their [well-known] identities emerge from the tales they tell. Each narrates a monologue, never acknowledging the others. But they have common memories – of childhood, of war – and when their stories cross, one stops and another picks up the thread. They cook as they speak, each in her own kitchen corner, chopping, cutting, mixing … This is Hamhavaie (acclimatising), … which is now being prepared for Europe and possibly the United States.”