April

Semester Hours: 32

28 KIPP

2 Second Harvest

2 Environmental Soil Sampling

Our program has wrapped up (we started July 15th), and this month brought the Pharmacology Department's Crawfish Boil in Audubon Park.  Despite the relatively short distance across the river, evidently it is not prudent to attempt to swim across due to the speed of the river.  The sun was out evidently out in full force as I managed to acquire a very impressive sunburn through the clouds.  We headed over to French Quarter Fest (lots of live bands, and a great chance to try dishes from numerous restaurants) after, and the weather changed to a torrential downpour.  In addition to thoroughly impressing (and soaking) two former Seattleites, the weather caused many of the vendors and stages to close prematurely due to electrical concerns.  One of my friends got a new roommate from Japan, so we had the opportunity to show half a dozen rotating third year medical students around New Orleans.  It was interesting to discuss differences in education, and health care delivery relative to the United States.

Nick, Danny, and Bailen from the previous years class were very helpful in navigating both New Orleans and Tulane in general.  If anybody is reading this and is considering the program, or has any questions feel free to contact us.

March

March brought a return to parading in New Orleans in honor of St. Patrick’s day.  I felt like I was transported back in time two thousand years ago seeing people beg for vegetables, though they are admittedly more practical than beads.  It’s also fun showing friends that come to visit around, it hasn’t even been a year since we were given tours of the city by the NOLA natives.  Our core courses have wound up, and many of us are spending more time in research labs or volunteering.  A few of us are off to collect soil samples to determine the lead levels for one of our elective courses, and we had an interesting talk about stress induced epigenetic changes.  The broken window hypothesis might incline me to fix some upside down signs around my house.  The BMS department hosted a crawfish boil which was a good opportunity to relax and meet new people.  Some people might think that shrimp boils are preferable to crawfish, but they or may not have learned to keep their opinions largely to themselves.  The Pharmacology department boil should be coming up shortly.  We had some interesting stories regarding MCAT testing facilities and associated characters today, my experience was entirely painless.

February

In February Mardi Gras rules New Orleans, and several of us discovered that this event spans several weeks preceding Ash Wednesday.  A number of us live on the Parade route, and we were surprised to find our regular routes to school impassible, and throngs of people outside our doors.  My neighbors were nice enough to adopt me for the festivities, and introduce me to some of the local traditions.  One of their friends works for the local paper, so I was educated on some of the finer aspects of New Orleans culture and issues.  Several of my classmates volunteered as first aid responders, and while attempting to visit them I made the amateur mistake of thinking that it would be possible to cross the parade lines downtown.  While I was cut off from my friends that evening, I met a group from Florida, and had a very interesting discussion about the recent US-Cuba relation shift with an exile.  Perhaps I will make it to Florida to take them up on their generous invitation to visit.  I found the parades featuring political satire to be the most interesting, but I would be remiss for not being impressed by the Krewe of Orpheus (which my neighbor’s uncle rode in) who in addition to being one of the most sophisticated, were forced to endure a torrential downpour. 

 

January

New Orleans is a madhouse between preparations for the Super Bowl tomorrow, and the upcoming Mardi Gras.  For whatever reason it’s king cake season in New Orleans, but since there does not seem to be any particular seasonal ingredient I’m unsure as to why they’re not made year-round if people as crazy about them as they seem to be.  My neighbor’s birthday involved a tasting of a variety of admittedly nontraditional king cakes, he and I both preferred a version from breads on oak, though this was not unanimous as his girlfriend and others preferred others.  Given New Orleans’s French heritage I was under the impression that a king cake was going to be a galette de roi, but the given the humidity in general, laminated dough seem to be a relatively weak link in the city’s culinary repitoire.  A classmate and I made some sous vide (constant temperature water circulation to prevent relative hotspots and undesirable egg protein coagulation) crème brulee which was fun.  Several of us went to assist a classmate’s fiancé at a food bank sorting operation.  While this sounds wonderful, and throwing around boxes was tremendous fun, there was something awkward about packaging hundreds if not thousands of pounds of excess Halloween and Christmas candies for consumption in a “diabesity” prone demographic.