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Getting back to reading for pleasure

Getting back to reading for pleasure

…or an ode to now dead literary references?

May 23, 2022 | Vaishnavi R.

Spoiler Alert: If you haven’t read Harry Potter, Catch-22, The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, The Count of Monte Cristo – there are a few references here that you may want to skip. If I were a troubled friend seeking advice, I might ask you to be the Jeeves to my Wooster, or if grad school […]

Reactivating

Reactivating

Mixing Metaphors with Meaning

April 7, 2022 | William B.

As a budding biologist, I am familiar with the way metaphor is employed to effectively communicate scientific concepts. For example, the molecule of the moment is messenger RNA, whose name represents the fact that mRNA is a transient molecule that transports information from the genome to the ribosome (the protein-making machinery), where it is translated […]

The White House is on the phone

The White House is on the phone

And MIT is in my inbox

April 7, 2022 | Will S.

President Jimmy Carter conceded the 1980 election earlier than expected. Ronald Reagan recounted, “I never dreamed it would be in the late afternoon when I was taking a shower, standing there dripping wet, that Nancy told me the White House was on the phone.” A year ago I received an email from another white-columned place, […]

Tomatoes, parmesan, bread… oh, my!

Tomatoes, parmesan, bread… oh, my!

A No-Knead Focaccia Recipe

April 7, 2022 | Samantha H.

Focaccia – Your favorite (or soon to be favorite) dimpled bread that seems to have taken the world by storm recently. For those who haven’t heard of it, focaccia is a type of Italian oven-baked bread famous for its distinctive dimpled crust. It can be served in many ways, but my personal favorite is just […]

How a tree decided where I live

How a tree decided where I live

The search for my off-campus home

April 7, 2022 | Krishna M.

It was a hot summer day in India, and I was holding my dad’s arms and standing in front of this old tree. My young mind was fascinated by the wrinkled bark and well spread branches tearing through the sky. He hoisted me into the air to pluck a lime from the tree, but suddenly […]