La table ronde

This semester, I am supervising a student who is writing about Congo and pan-Africanism in the 1960s. Thanks to Historiepodden, I was able to catch up a bit on the history myself, so it was with a bit of a smile that I picked up a round kitchen table at Erikshjälpen earlier today. There is, of course, no real link between a second-hand store in Halmstad and the tumultuous negotiations of the Congo crisis in Brussels – but something about the “round table” made the whole errand feel like an inside joke. In any case, it will be perfect for weekend breakfasts, a glass of late-night Ceniciento from Chile, and the supervision of essays on pan-African dreams.