‘My polish grandmother made a chicken soup like no other chicken soup. To this day, it has, to my knowledge and experience, never been bettered … Her chicken soup was the Caravaggio of soups. The Rainer Marie Rilke of soups. The Arturo Benedetti Michelangeli of soups.’
A compelling and entertaining stoyteller, Barrie Kosky explores the feelings of intense joy and delight, as well as the power and terror that is ecstasy.
