He says that the whole bag is
gone by lunch time.
Van Gaal will surely be
gone by lunch time Monday.
Not exact matches
He said a decline in part of Western Canada and softness in
lunch time purchases led to the relatively flat results, but he hopes to build on the recent quarterly momentum
by continuing to grow its recently launched espresso - based beverages offering, driving
lunch sales with new products like its grilled cheese sandwich, and focusing on its new pay - and -
go app.
This att ¡ tude is reinforced each
time some young whippersnapper ignores the repeated abjurations to not
go down
by the river and ends up providing
lunch for the crocs in full view and hearing of his soon - to - be-former playmates.
Serving diners a 100 percent plant - based and vegan culinary experience for breakfast, dinner, dessert, and
lunch on the
go, The Ravens» co-creative kitchen is led
by Sid Garza - Hillman, author, certified nutritionist, and long -
time vegan, who works in close contact with chef team Sadhana Berkow, Ubaldo Salazar, and Big River Nurseries gardener Clayton Houghland.
I usually just pull them out of the freezer and toss one into my
lunch bag, and
by the
time I
go to eat it it's defrosted!
There are very few
times during the day when there isn't something to eat on offer, whether it be breakfast, pizza
by the pool,
lunch in the restaurant or allegro overlooking the pool who then
go on to serve jacket potatoes, pancakes, ice cream and then afternoon tea and cakes, then dinner, then unfortunately nothing until 11.30 pm midnight snacks!!!! Drinks are plentiful and proper Coke etc although the cocktails did all taste the same but that sometimes depended on who made them.
Our service is 2 hours long and Bohdan stayed dry the whole
time (I was asking him to tell me if he needed to
go) «WOW» My husband and I then took the kids out for
lunch where Bohdan told us three
times he had to
go to the bathroom!!!!!
By this evening Bohdan is actually tells us when he has to
go making it (4 pee's and 2 poops on the potty this evening).
Many districts remain challenged
by lunch periods that give children too little
time to eat, and nearly half have used some strategies to expedite service, such as offering «grab and
go» options, increasing the number of cashiers and adding more serving lines.
It is «20» minutes, but
by the
time they do lineup,
go through the
lunch line, (EAT), then do cleanup... its really only about 10 - 15 of actual sitting at the table and eating.
I pack a frozen organic yogurt tube in my kids
lunches —
by the
time lunch rolls around, the tube is ready to
go and has helped keep the rest of the
lunch cool.
If we've flown and the beach doesn't have a lot of shade, we skip bringing our umbrella, and instead make sure to take sun breaks, say
by eating
lunch inside, luring the kids to a shady spot with board games or reading
time, or
going to the kids club for an hour or two a day.
This is not something that happens occasionally,
by the way, but almost every
time you
go to a restaurant within throwing distance of Big Ben, so I like to
lunch outside the Westminster village.
He added around 30 pounds of lean mass in a relatively short period of
time by training four
times a day — when he woke up, at
lunch, before dinner and before
going to bed.
Eating 4 - 6
times a day actually increases the metabolism and makes it far more efficient than
going without breakfast, or just having a piece of fruit for
lunch, then finding yourself starving
by mid afternoon, short tempered and irritable (due to low blood sugar), then ending up eating either wrong foods or too much for dinner.
I didn't care whether I had spaghetti to
go with it or not, and have packed it for
lunch several
times by itself and just spooned it up or eaten it with a slice of crusty bread.
I usually just pull them out of the freezer and toss one into my
lunch bag, and
by the
time I
go to eat it it's defrosted!
When Mark and I first started dating we would
go to the Sandpearl all the
time and sit
by the pool and grab
lunch.
Plenty of
time to snorkel, have
lunch, take a horse and cart around the island, or rent a bicycle, even jump on a glass bottom boat and see the islands of Gili Meno and Gili Air, relax
by a pool,
go to the bird park, visit the turtle sanctuary, meet the locals and experience a piece of paradise all in one day.
After which it is
time to
go back in
time and visit the historic Martindale Hall circa 1841, followed
by John Smith's Cafe for
lunch (except Wednesday, hotel meal instead).
My sister and I spent several hours wandering the site but
by lunch time, we were ready to
go.
At the
time of writing, a senior programmer had very nearly plunged the office into crisis
by asking if anybody was «
going to eat the last of this free - to - p — this fried chicken» at
lunch, but managed to stop herself in
time.
I worked with one child when I first started in Head Start in 1998, When I
go to Broad St Head Start I worked with a child that couldn't speak, I had to put him on the bus to
go to Speech then at
Lunch time he would return back to School for me to get him off the bus to bring him into the school until school ended at 3: OO pm, Received lesson Plans assigned by the teacher taught the kids their colors, puzzles, games, numbers, played a bingo game to teach them their numbers, set the lunch tables for the kids to eat, Put out cots for nap time, went outside for re
Lunch time he would return back to School for me to get him off the bus to bring him into the school until school ended at 3: OO pm, Received lesson Plans assigned
by the teacher taught the kids their colors, puzzles, games, numbers, played a bingo game to teach them their numbers, set the
lunch tables for the kids to eat, Put out cots for nap time, went outside for re
lunch tables for the kids to eat, Put out cots for nap
time,
went outside for recess.
Three Bloomfield Hills kids who refused an order
by a judge to
go to
lunch with their father have been ordered to a juvenile detention facility.The Tsimhoni family was in Oakland County's family court for a hearing on supervised parenting
time when Judge Lisa Gorcyca took matters into her own hands.
It
went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent,
go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service
lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat
lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini
lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious
by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed
time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my
time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free)
time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.