Word: brewing
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Dates: during 2000-2009
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...aquifers just below the surface. But while this conjures images of warm, amniotic pools cooking up all manner of biology, Michael Malin, chief scientist of the study, urges caution. Acids mixing with water can lower its freezing temperature to nearly -150°F. That's a cold, caustic brew for any living thing that tries to take hold. "Water on Mars does not prove biology," Malin says, "but it may permit...
...wanted to celebrate a summer of service for the CPIC interns and also spread the word about CPIC,” said Travis A. Lovett, the group’s assistant coordinator. About 40 students mingled in a dimly lit room at John Harvard’s Brew House on Dunster Street, feasting on chicken fingers, colorful tortilla chips, and raw vegetables with dip. Lovett said face-to-face outreach like this would help spread the word about CPIC. Out of the 127 students who applied for public work opportunities through the center last year, 23 undergraduates received summer internship...
...black, mysterious, winter’s eve. The flowers on the front aren’t giving much up by way of plot, but the back promises “petulant princesses” and “vengeful owls.” Oh boy! Brew yourself some whole-leaf elderberry-flower tea and tell Petunia Maplethorpe the Sufjan concert will have to wait. This cloth-bound beauty is so nice you may not even want to read the damn thing...
...list of talented sidemen, began experimenting with the possibilities of jazz fusion—a bold mixture of rock music, funk, soul, and world music. In pursuing Davis’ experimental leanings as displayed on “In A Sentimental Mood” and “Bitches Brew,” the group created some of the most innovative and dynamic jazz on record over its 1970-1985 career...
...sorry for those times the ubiquitous green logo of commercialized Seattle lattes lured me away from your independently-owned silver “T.” I regret the days I forgot my wallet and had to use my CrimsonCash on weak Barker Center brews. I wish I could take back my moments of weakness—in which I stood shaking on DeWolfe Street slurping down 24 ounces of iced Dunkin’ Donuts coffee in mere minutes—but I can’t. I can only hope that you’ll stick around long...