Ode to Panera

I swear that my productivity is increased by a million percent when I come to Panera.

For my membrane protein course, we have to write an NIH grant.  That’s our only grade for the class.  We show up twice a week, and we write a grant.  Sounds simple enough, right?  Wrong.  Grant writing is scary, and I’ve been putting off my specific aims until now, two weeks before I have to present them.  So I gathered up a bunch of seemingly useful journal articles and headed to Panera.  And it has been super productive and I feel less intimidated by the assignment.  You can email me if you want to hear about MATE transporters, because you won’t find anything about them on wikipedia, I tried.

So here is my ode to Panera:

Thou still unravish’d bride of quietness!

Thou foster-child of silence and slow time

Just kidding.  I’m not much of an ode-writer/composer.  I will leave that to Keats and the ancient Greeks.  Side note:  no protestor sightings this morning.  And I took this back country road to get to Panera and it was crazy beautiful.  Think out in the country, like in Pauline or something, only with rolling hills and mountains in the background.  Really beautiful, and I will drive the extra mile (literally) just to see the pretty houses and hills.  We’re talking gorgeous old farmhouses and family estates, not suburban mcmansions.  I am really starting to like this place.


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