What Happens When Scientists Cook

After all the bad things that happened this week, I thought I’d post something on a lighter note.  One of the grad students in the lab that I work in had her doctoral thesis defense on Friday (of course, she passed).  Afterwards, the lab had a celebration for her, complete with Chinese food prepared by our honorary lab mothers (two of the staff scientists).  What happens when a bunch of microbiologists throw a party?

"Quick, someone take a picture: Maggie is cutting up cilantro with a scissors while wearing a lab coat and gloves!"

“Quick, someone take a picture: Maggie is cutting up cilantro with a scissors while wearing a lab coat and gloves!”

"Are the oranges *supposed* to look like DNA?" ~Everyone

“Are the oranges supposed to look like DNA?” ~Everyone

This is why I love scientists.  Also, in a more general sense, why I love where I work.  When I was first interviewing at the lab, the PI told me, “We’re really just like one big family.”  I was a little skeptical, but it’s actually true.  I’m so blessed to be able to say that going to work is actually one of the highlights of my week.  I love my job ♥

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