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if they were the Goncourt jurors…

if they were the Goncourt jurors…
if they were the Goncourt jurors…

DELIBERATIONS – Like every year, ten critics, gathered at the famous Palais-Royal restaurant, freely chose the novels to which they would award the great autumn literary prizes.

That Thursday, autumn had decided not to joke around. A cold, damp wind swept through the gardens of the Palais-Royal. The leaves from the trees were beginning to fall in earnest. The desire was not small to quote the beginning of the Nephew of Rameau : “Come rain or shine…” Diderot, however, was not on the program. It was a question, as every year, of awarding the major literary prizes in complete freedom, without taking into account the official lists. The assembly, equipped with raincoats and umbrellas, had ten members, as at Goncourt. Contemplating the weather, a joker sighed: “It feels like a Minuit novel. »

The deliberations were held as expected at Véfour, a renowned restaurant which had hosted Colette and Cocteau. Our host, chef Guy Martin, who never ages, appeared in an apron for the photo before returning to his stove. Next to him lined up Étienne de Montety (Literary Figaro), Nicolas…

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