"Instead of a Prologue: For this book that I would like to write... My own grandmother had three names - and I'm telling the truth. Firstly, she was baptized as "Eleni", they called her "Pepou", but they wrote her as "Nitsa". Eleni-Pepou-Nitsa. I'm not including the surnames - two in number - because the suitcase with Nitsa will go far. This grandmother - dynamic and beautiful, with her French, her smile, her rare soul - shone in me like a guide. She sang to me, took me on trips, made meatballs for me, and we danced embraced tango and waltz. And even though she didn't tell me many fairy tales... I keep this grandmother deep in a little box in my heart, because I miss her so much... All grandmothers - treasures of this world... let's take care of them...".

(note from the adapter)