Sunday, November 29, 2015

A Danish Expat Thanksgiving

The Danes may do the Fourth of July, and they've even imported Black Friday, but Thanksgiving has yet to cross the pond. And so I was pleased to induct a large group of newbies into my favorite American holiday this weekend. This year's grand challenge was the turkey, a responsibility I'd managed to hand off every year since I'd begun finding the bird in Paris. There was simply no more dodging the bullet. Luckily, my househusband*'s master culinary skills (I think the French are just born with it), finely honed over the past few months, came to the rescue. Wrapped in aluminum and stuffed with herbs and lemon for flavoring, our turkey came out surprisingly moist and flavorful. (*Nicolas is at home now while in professional transition and I'm affectionately calling him my househusband. You haven't missed out on any surprise wedding.)
A Thanksgiving turkey success thanks to Nicolas
Allrecipes.com was our best friend this weekend. Besides the turkey, we tested out a collection of recipes: gravy with a hint of tomato pastebuttermilk cornbread (with wholewheat flour), a "Thanksgiving turkey" bourbon citrus cocktail, sweet potato casserole, pumpkin pie cheesecake, and a traditional American hot buttered rum. Coupled with our friends' salads, curry, cheesy bread snacks, mashed potatoes, brownies, and sugar pie, we had ourselves a proper feast.
Our Thanksgiving feast
Our guests hailed from places as diverse as Germany, Denmark, France, Hungary, Ireland, Canada, Honduras, the Faroe Islands, and (if you want to count country of origin) even Bosnia and Iraq. By comparison, Nicolas was a seasoned veteran clocking in his second Thanksgiving. In all, it was a real melting pot of a Thanksgiving which, in a sense, couldn't have been more American, in spite of the total lack of American guests. It didn't take much arm-twisting to convince our foreign friends that the Americans have a few good ideas when it comes to this celebration.
The Thanksgiving bouquet brightened up our windowsill to bring some extra holiday cheer.
All in all, it was a wonderful Turkey Day.

Friday, November 27, 2015

Postdoc update: Finding beauty in the (very) little things

With the click of a button today, I submitted my final funding application for the fall 2015 season. It's been a rude, if unsurprising, wake-up call to what it means to be a postdoc-- so many long hours staring at screens, reworking paragraphs, and looking for just the right turn of phrase that might convince someone that my science is just the thing that will lead to that next great break-through, all the while wondering if that's even close to the truth.

I'd love to be able to share more about my project, but my hands are tied. Such is the depressing reality of science these days: it's all so cut-throat that nothing can really be shared before it's all wrapped neatly in a bow and published. Broadly, I am looking to better understand how the circuits develop in the eye (the retina) that allow us to detect motion. We've got some genes that we're particularly interested in, and some implications for better understanding the visual disease called nystagmus. I'm also working to develop tools that fall under the broad category of "optogenetics," a hot new field in science in which we design genetic systems which allow us to use light to control, manipulate, and record from neurons.

What I'm lacking in specifics, I thought I'd make up for in a little art gallery of recent scientific images. The first two are from a series I affectionately call my Starry Night collection.
Starry Night 1/2

Starry Night 2/2
These images are taken from plates of cultured cells growing densely together. I was shocked to find such beauty pop up under the microscope!

This next image is more meaningful. I call it Visualizing Vision. This is a highly magnified image of a cultured mouse retina, which closely resembles that of a human. In it, you can see a whole lot of blue amacrine cells, little intermediate cells in the chain of retinal information flow, which begins with the light-sensitive photoreceptors and goes all the way down to the ganglion cells, which form the optic nerve that sends preliminarily processed visual information along to the brain, in the form of a handful of parallel channels that each carry different aspects of the visual scene. In pink, you can see two ganglion cells, both reaching out to the hole in the top left, from which the optic nerve used to exit the retina and travel to the mouse's brain. In those pink cells, we can see axons extending toward the brain, stretching their fingers in an easily visualized goal of passing along the message as it is begins its transformation from little photons of light into that complex sensation we know as vision.
Visualizing Vision
I might be a burned-out researcher, and a postdoc filled with doubts about my future. And yet, sometimes I see images that really make me pause in amazement. I might read a thousand different charts and diagrams and textbook explanations of how the retina works, but there's just nothing quite like holding one in my hands, placing it under a microscope, and seeing its beautiful functional design first hand, knowing that I am looking at the very system that allows me to look, to perceive the visual world. I hope I was able to transmit a little bit of that wonder to you today.

Sunday, November 22, 2015

A snowy championship weekend

If you know me or you follow this blog, you've probably realized that pole dancing is not just restricted to night clubs, but it also a sport. And, where first comes sport, next comes championships. And that's what happened in Denmark (and not for the first time) this past weekend.

My friends and I ventured down to what the Jutlanders call "Sweden" (a proper Danish insult), and what the rest of us would call Denmark's capital city. And, from our front row vantage point, the competition was way more exciting than YouTube. Still, it's worth a share. The highlight of the night was the guy who literally backflipped off the pole. None of us had ever seen anything like it.

And of course, our own lovely instructor put on quite the performance too! Another girl in our studio took second overall. It's worth checking out if you've never seen a pole choreography before.

By the time the excitement was over, we emerged from the theater to discover that the light dusting that had begun outside had sped past "charming": there would be no getting home that night.
Snowed in at the Danish pole championships

But a snowed in camp-out in Copenhagen with your pole girls isn't the worst way to spend a Saturday night. And after all that fun, I got to come home to this guy discovering the cold white stuff.
An extra weekend highlight: Mars learned about snow.

Monday, November 9, 2015

Another Copenhagen Chi Connection

Chi Connection: what we sorority girls call it when Alpha Chi's got together, preferably somewhere faraway and exciting, and certainly outside of the confines of campus life.
Another AXO reunion in Copenhagen!
It's been a few years since I've left my dear old alma mater, but it hasn't stopped the most welcome visits to my corner of the world from some of my lovely sisters. Back in August, I was thrilled to cross paths with Amy when her Euro-travels and my summer training course brought us both to Copenhagen. This time, in our first reunion since we'd both been French residents, I finally had a chance to catch up with Minh!
Nyhavn in November: we won't be seeing much sun in these parts until next spring
Our weekend together was standard Copenhagen: wandering along the canals, through the park-like Assistens Cemetery, around the 17th century military fortress Kastellet, past the Rosenborg Castle, and of course down to Mikkeller & Friends for some Danish craft beer. There was good food, great company, and wonderfully delicious Danish cuisine. We even discovered that the Danes serve their take on mulled wine, gløgg, complete with sliced almonds and raisins that puff up plump with spiced wine. Another check in the plus column for Danish cuisine and for tourism in their capital city.
Gløgg: Danish mulled wine. At Cafe Gavlen. Delicious.