His grandfather sold lemons but he was above all an advertising genius:
"Without a lemon from Palou, the fish is not worth a nail!"
Anthony Palou's childhood memories navigate between tenderness and sadness.
They exude a sweet nostalgia which deserved to receive the Renaudot Prize for Essay in 2021, an eclectic reward, since it crowned both Gabriel Matzneff and Olivia de Lamberterie.
In my street there were three shops
is not really an essay, rather an imperfect subjective story, like
Monsieur Jadis
de Blondin, whose first name Palou roughly shares.
Spanish by his father, Breton by his mother, little Anthony spent
"the best moments of (his) childhood"
in a haberdashery in Quimper, as well as in a stationery store, at a florist, a coffee roaster, a toy merchant, in a pharmacy and a confectionery, a cheese and a fishmonger.
There is also a hardware store or a drugstore (we never quite understood the difference...
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