Friday, June 30, 2023

Impressions of Taipei

It is crazy that I have been in Taiwan for over a month. Before flying from JFK to TPE, I had misgivings and worried too much about whether I would survive the flight and other things. I felt so comfortable living in the U.S. and didn't want to leave Boston. But there was a reason I wanted to MISTI Taiwan in the first place, which was going back to Taiwan and visiting some parts of my past.

A picture I took with a hazy Taipei 101 in the background 

Getting a SIM card at the airport was difficult, but exchanging currency and other matters worked out fine. The journey was smoother for me since I lived in Taiwan as a kid for a while. Also, my Chinese reading and speaking ability is quite good for getting around places in Taiwan.  

Currently, I am conducting research at the Institute of Biomedical Sciences at the Academia Sinica in Taipei, which is like the NIH in the U.S. Academia Sinica consists of many labs covering different fields from biology to chemistry to the humanities. My project focuses on improving drug delivery for cancer by using antibodies and PEGs. This project is more interesting than the UROPs I did at MIT. Unlike previous UROPs, this one has forced me to do a lot of self-learning about how to design experiments and read protocols online. It's something that I am not used to, but probably will be good for me in the long run. On some days, however, I don't have anything to do. If I have nothing to do, I prepare for internships next year, like writing cover letters, editing my resume, or reading online resources. 

During the weekends, I spend my time exploring Taipei. Although I lived in Taipei for two years in middle school, my memories became hazy over time, so I revisited key landmarks like the Chiang Kai Shek Memorial Hall and Sun Yat Sen Memorial Hall. I also went to other attractions like Taipei 101 and the National Palace Museum. A week ago, I got to explore Longshan Temple and Ximen with Karen '26, which was super fun and I got to know Karen better from the excursion. 


Karen and I at Longshan Temple 

Living in Taipei has its pros and cons, just like any other place. When I feel sad or lonely, I sometimes wish I was in the U.S., though such thoughts aren't very helpful because it's not like I can teleport and go back to MIT. But when I am in a good mood, I am happy that I am in Taiwan. Despite having lived in Taiwan as a child, some observations I made of the place feel new. I was pleased that the streets have been pretty clean with no strong odors, as my recollections somehow made this aspect of Taiwan worse than it actually is. When I lived in Taiwan, I didn't recall that many garbage cans around places, which made things super inconvenient. In my neighborhood, however, there are quite a few garbage cans, and people do a good job of recycling and being accountable for their trash. 

I remember Taiwan being humid, but I forgot what it felt like to leave the nicely air-conditioned office building and then walk out with the humidity feeling like a wave that hit you. It took me around a week or two to get used to the humidity. If there's one thing I miss about the U.S., it is the weather. I find it hilarious that my weather app forecast says rain and thunderstorm for the next 7 to 10 days all the time, with a couple exceptions here and there. While the rain makes the environment feel cooler, the rain here is so unpredictable it is frustrating because I can't really plan for say a rainy day or a sunny day. Even the intensity of the rain varies a lot. Sometimes it rains so hard that an umbrella won't be of much help. 

Even though the weather here isn't as ideal, one interesting thing I noticed is that I don't miss the food in the U.S. at all. Not even burritos or falafel or donuts. Sure, these foods are yummy, but I guess they don't carry a lot of stories or nostalgia compared to what I ate in Taiwan. Eating fruits like passion fruit, wax apple, and guava brought me so much joy that it felt so strange. I never had a gastronomic experience in which eating something so simple and ordinary made me so happy. I loved how the sour yet sweet passion fruit juice and seeds made my tongue tickle with delight and how the wax apple had the right balance of sweetness and crispness. These are fruits that I didn't eat in the U.S. partly because they were so expensive and not fresh. Another wonderful experience I had was having lots of local street food and drinks, such as soy milk and mango shaved ice. 



Beef noodle soup, xiaolongbao at Din Tai Fung, and oyster omelet 

In my opinion, the best thing about coming to Taiwan is the culinary experience. There are so many options in the night markets and streets that it is overwhelming, from tofu pudding to grass jelly to stinky tofu. Maybe I haven't looked carefully enough when I explored Chinatowns in the U.S., but it's honestly not that easy to find some local Taiwanese dishes abroad, such as hujiao bing ( 胡椒餅)and oyster omelet (蚵仔煎). I thought a lot of my nostalgia about Taiwan would also include niche stores, but I realized that a lot of my nostalgia had to do with food. 

Another benefit of living in Taiwan is that I get to practice my Chinese and be immersed in the local culture. I learned a lot of Chinese idioms and slang from my housemate and in return, I taught her some English words. It's a good exchange. I also enjoy conversing with the locals here because they are very curious about life in the U.S. and what's it like being a Chinese overseas. From my interactions in my apartment and lab, I learned a lot about current events in Taiwan as well as other cultural things, such as placing Kuai Kuai (乖乖)corn puffs on top of machines in the hopes that the machines won't break. In Chinese, 乖乖 (guai guai in Hanyu Pinyin) means obedient. It's funny that I never noticed this when I lived here even though the phenomenon was a thing ten years ago. 

What I mean by Kuai Kuai tech culture 

I will be in Taiwan until mid-August and I can't wait to explore more places in Taipei and around Taipei. I have at least twenty more items on my food bucket list to check off before I fly back. 

Saturday, June 10, 2023

4177's Unhinged Charts (Part II Electric Boogaloo)

 Wowee Zowees! It's summer! Yippeeee!

Isn't it interesting that a forty-hour work week feels like a vacation compared to MIT classes? Oh to have free time! For the first time in months, I am finding myself without work, and what better way to spend me time than to continue our saga oif unhinged charts?

I love the image of walking into a room, looking someone dead in the eyes and saying, "you're tiny."

Egads. What a start. To call this a "chart" is a bit of a stretch, but in my opinion, the creative potential offered by a black slate of a story is greater than any chart can offer. Each passer-by was given the option to add as many panels as their hearts desired, leading to an... interesting series of events. 

Our story began with what I thought was going to be a rushed MIT student, waking up (as any good student should), four minutes past the start of their dreadfully early 10 am lecture. However, upon their recollection that they don't give a shit they do the healthy thing and continue sleeping. Presumably a few hours later, when a second party arrive to awak ehtme, they find themselves in a shrunken state.What has happened to our protagonist? Twas the curse of the red sun (duh!) that caused the unfortunate shrincage. To which their friend, as only a tru bestie could, answers with, "You're tiny," and "That's what she said." A true beacon of friendship. 

Meanwhile on Jupiter...

Waaaaaaaaa!!! Guinea pig??????? A natural progression to our story. This is no run-of-the-mill guinea pig, but a guinea pig super villian who has concocted an evil scheme to turn earth to broccoli! Devious. And, as all great stories do, we end this one in a cliff hanger, our tiny hero about to enjoy their now larger than life breakfast when they are suddently broccoli-ified. What happens next? Are they doomed to live forever as a minute broccoli? Will our brassica-enthoused guinea pig be stopped?

That, dear reader, is for you to decide. 


Count them, not one, not two, but three sexuel innuendos in one chart. Can you tell we are college students?
Our next entree is a wee more traditional, ranking vegetables from F to S. Broccoli (mispelled as usual), is obviously S-tier, onions make a solid showing in A tier, featuring a Shrek refernece, and what chart would be complete without potatos and the famous words of Samwise Gamgee? Our chart also features instructions for the perfect corn on the cob, which unfortunatly only made it to a single French house menu (that I may or may not have cheffed). Finally, we have cabbage steaks, a dish that Lowell 26' swears by, but whose position on the chart reflects our house's reluctance to try. A simple cut of cabbage lathered in oil and seasonings, roasted to perfection. As a vegetarian myself, I am intrigued by this preposition, and perhaps I'll bully next years food stewards into allowing me to include cabbage steaks as the protein for a future menu (who thought it was a good idea to let me cook?).


"Dame la banana" is quite possibly the silliest thing I ever written on a white board, and that's saying something.
What better to follow a ranking of vegetables than one of fruits? We love our fruits here in French House, and almost everything B tier and above is well-liked by the general population. The relative lack of unhinged arrows marks a lack of controversy in these rankings. Fruit's good. Simple as that. 


Of all the charts to have up during CPW...

Dear reader, we have arrieved at the peak, le creme de le creme of 2023's charts, a time capsule into the stressed, sleep-deprived minds of LMFs residents in early April. I have, on several ocassions, read this chart after the fact just for shits and giggles, and, dear reader, I recommend you pause and do the same.

In the not so new New House next to Next House there is a funky fresh community known as French House. LMF is a bussin' place, with many Harvard students who are illegal immigrants. Characterized by a broccoli-full menu system, LMF dinners are intriguing and bopping, but the residents of LMF are too drunkj to admit their kitchen is the most swanky on campus. With a diverse membership, LMF's members hail from all over the world, including ur mom and ur dad. Despite this, 20.27% of members can actually speak French. There is a plethora of majors at LMF, from math to cs-flavored math, the most common being selling one's soul for the promise of a 100k+ starting salary. For fun, LMF loves to dry-scoop and say, "So true!"  Once, some members even almost got bitches! Generally, LMF is sus and when Sally Kornbluth was asked what she thought of LMF, she replied, "Let them cook." *

A masterwork if I've ever seen one. I plan to continue my unhinged chart antics next year, but I have yet to come up with something to top this beauty. 


Alfonso 24' "I appreciate the graph depicting the trend of goodness-of-idea vs. # of cheeky Smirnoffs."
Vivian 25' "Yes seems like 10 is the prime then after that it's bad."
 Teo 26' "We also depict the process of vomiting and resetting the counter. You thought you had a function when in reality you had a x^2+y^2=r^2."

Here we have LMF at its most unhinged, what started as good advice like getting eight hours of sleep or not walking on the Charles when it's frozen, quickly devolving into the circle of binge drinking, a jab at La Sportiva's Solutions (I stand by their placement on this chart, those spherical heels are not helping anyone send), two Magic the Gathering references, and 8.012 again for some reason. Watching this chart as we moved into finals season was something else, I feel like the true story cannot be told without a third axis to represent the passage of time. 
Well, dear reader, we have arrived at the end of our story, for that is all the charts that were charted this year. But fear not, next year I will return, with even stupider, less hinged, and generally more rambunctious ratings, rantings, and bits. 
For now, I salute you for making it this far,
Au prochain!

* As the writer of this last bit, I had to select from a few quotes, including "Who?", "I'll say whatever you want, just don't hurt my children", "Aw yes, the biggest problem facing the MIT community", "Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, never gonna run around, desert you."  

Thursday, June 8, 2023

History of the LMF Cow (La Vache Folle)

When I joined French House as a social member in freshman year, I wondered why the mascot for LMF was a cow given that the national animal of France is the Gallic rooster. In the 2021-2022 school year, our shirt was a geometric rooster, whereas in previous years there was the LMF cow. One theory was that LMF consumes so much dairy (butter, milk, etc.) for baking, so obviously the animal was a cow. It was a good theory, but I needed more information to determine the origins of the iconic LMF cow. 

The beloved LMF cow logo from our website 

How I discovered the story of the LMF cow was by accident when I did my interviews this semester as the LMF historian. Each person I interview is different, though I tend to ask the same sort of questions based on a document I made. One question I ask is, "Did people meet their future spouse at LMF?" When I asked a group of people from the early 00s, Keith '03 mentioned that Melanie '02 and Jim '01 are married, Jim being the guy who designed the cow. It was good to know the person who drew the cow and know that this cow has been part of LMF ever since its birth. 

Though Jim did not sign up for an interview, I did get to interview Kevin '99, who overlapped with Jim. I eventually got the answer from Jim, but I asked Kevin first if he remembered anything about the story. The response was quite delightful. Before the LMF cow logo, LMF designed a cow-themed shirt that said "je parle français comme une vache espagnole." The literal English translation of this idiom is "to speak French like a Spanish cow," which is a nice way of saying that someone's French is incomprehensible. 

I later got a reply from Jim that slightly differed from Kevin's recollection of the cow: 

Hi Vivian, this is a fun question but I'm not sure I have a satisfying answer. I think it was a whiteboard doodle that made people laugh and we reproduced it on signs and t-shirts... I like Kevin's explanation and it seems plausible but my memories of undergrad are spotty due to chronic sleep deprivation 😂

The answer was simpler than what I thought, but I am still glad I learned about the origins of the LMF cow that is on our website, merch, boards, and even our Gmail account for this Blogspot (lavachefolle.lmf@gmail.com)!