Sentences with phrase «little labels like»

I was just thinking as I posted this that it would be so cute in mason jars with little labels like the ones you made for the s» mores jars but for a Thanksgiving spread.

Not exact matches

Act like a pro and give it a quick glance at the labeling and a little squeeze without ever putting it near your nose.

But the problem that the little brewers have with the billboard is that it portrays Shock Top as akin to New Belgium Brewing, which is based in Fort Collins and is known for brands like Fat Tire, which undeniably earns the craft beer label.

well chutty - oh where to start - if you don't beleive in god, fine... then don't... i don't beleive in mermaids, but i don't espouse my non-belief as «passionate»... nor do i denegrate those who may believe in mermaids with derogatory labels like zionist or evangelist... if you don't believe in god, then your belief in your fellow man should be a little stronger than having to slap labels on them....

they simply took a little of the blood leaking from the bullet hole, labeled it with his name, took a swab of his mouth, marked it as an unknown donor, then sent it all to las vegas, where it was tested in tv time on the set of CSI, BECAUSE THAT IS THE ONLY PLACE I HAVE EVER HEARD OF A TEST LIKE THAT TAKING LESS THAN TWO WEEKS.

People seem to like to be part of a group and to label the other group as bad It is a little sad.

Doesn't mean that I will like it, agree with it, or even respect it... but I respect that they have the opinion they have and they are entitled to that without it being boxed into a nice neat little label or category... yuck!

Because these aren't your «average» sugar and butter - filled cookies, I felt like I needed to be forthcoming (at least a little), so I labeled the plate: «Healthy» Cookies.

They're usually sold in small bags and may be labeled as new potatoes.I like these little potatoes, but they can be pricey so I save them for recipes where their size really matters, such as Gratinéed Red Potatoes with Chives or the Roasted Potatoes with Onions & Thyme.

Redesigning the Nutrition Label: Here's One Scientist's Clever Proposal - Food Nutrition labels can be a little like art galleries, or condoms.

Nutrition labels can be a little like art galleries, or condoms.

It may be tempting to label your child by saying something like, «She's my little musician,» or «He's my math star.»

If you want to buy a ton of avocados, just quarter them, put them in some tiny little containers, throw it in the freezer, put a nice little label on it like from Sage Spoonfuls.

Then I could slip one of those little «Press» labels into the hatband, just like in the old movies.

«Some of the rhetoric that's been used has been a little bit coarse and unwise and I don't think we should try and shut ideas down by putting labels on them in some way — phrases like Tory - lite and right wing clique and Red Tory are not the open and inclusive politics which we should have.

I read the label & discovered that I'd truly been living under a rock, ha ha, Like a little child I swiftly asked directions to your company, thinking I'd surely bee line it there.

Be wary of any ingredient list with the terms «fragrance» (a catch - all word that could be masking chemicals like phthalates and parabens), and skip over products labeled «antibacterial,» since they may contain harmful ingredients like triclosan (plus, a little bacteria is good for your home's microbiome anyway).

You are likely to find phrases like «pasture - raised,» «pastured,» «free - range» and «cage - free» on turkey meat packaging, but labeling laws allow products to display these terms even if the turkeys spend little or no time outdoors in a pasture setting.

Barring specific food allergies (which lately everyone seems to have an undiagnosed case of Celiac disease) or an irrational fear of certain food additives (like monosodium glutamate), there is little basis to label a food as being universally «dirty» or unhealthy.

Super preppy with a little bit of an edge, and they love throwing their label all over the designs, but like Marc, they do so in what is, at least I believe, a tasteful and cute way (feel free to disagree).

I was also super jazzed that Dutch Label Shop has a button that looks just like the one on my logo, so I added that cute little symbol.

It's simple — if you're asking the question and they avoid it, change the subject or say they don't like to put labels on things, they very likely want you in their lives but with little commitment.

Some of the expositional shorthand towards the end of it (like the tidy little cans of dirt in the bag of Tom Sizemore's Sgt. Horvath, each neatly labeled with their country of origin) is a little too easy, but we're disappointed to discover that Robert Rodat's script isn't taking the risks we thought it was with that long opening sequence — he's merely reshuffling, postponing until after the battle the kind of sluggish exposition and historical pageantry we were so thankful that the picture was skipping.

The little white kid, wearing a mask like the Lone Ranger's, enters a Wild West attraction — but instead of excitement, he finds Johnny Depp in old - man makeup, pretending to be a stuffed figure in a diorama labeled «The Noble Savage.»

The movie also thinks so little of its female characters that they're not given any depth beyond generic labels like «wife,» «lawyer» and «boobs,» while poor Nikolaj Coster - Waldau is forced to do some pretty embarrassing stuff involving female hormones and laxatives.

One can infer, then, that Black Label will include the spiriting of Lincolns from home or office to dealership service bays with little to no effort on the part of owners; free equivalent loaner cars; and the like.

Google hasn't responded with a comment so far, but it has to be making Android fanatics a little nervous... the search giant seems to be locking things down in a way that labels them more like the thing they hate the most (Apple).

But the bad news is that they are a little further from nailing all of this than we'd like to see with a set of features that somebody on the Kindle team has apparently — and we think prematurely — labeled as «ready for prime time.»

If you are like us, you probably began a furious Google search when you came across this picture of a ridiculously adorable little creature labeled as a Pomsky.

We need to check as to how this is listed on the dog food label as the source of this ingredient is sometimes a little unsavory and we would not like to feed this product to our dear little dachshund.

The vibrant Pijp neighborhood is an 8 minute stroll from our front door and will lead you to fun, quirky finds like indie labels at Cottoncake boutique, a decadent brunch at Little Colllins and irresistible French fries at Par Hasard.

This little wonder was designed to tell people the truth about gaming since people like Representatives Baca and Wolf want to force game developers to label their games with lies.

Futility of Effort, 1930, is a sparse, grey painting which features a doll - like figure of a little girl trapped, perhaps strangled, as the labelling suggests, through the bedposts at the end of her bed.

Most people know little else about him, and few artists would care to shake off a label like that.

The left hand key to colors is a little confusing, as it looks like it might be a label for the y axis.

In reality it has simply become another technical riposte to be used in contentious debates, and is in my opinion (take that with a grain of salt, I am no debating expert, nor cognitive psychologist, and yes you can label this DK effect if you like) has little more worth than that.

Bill Gray has a favorite diagram, taken from a 1985 climate model, showing little nodules in the center with such labels as «thermal inertia» and «net energy balance» and «latent heat flux» and «subsurface heat storage» and «absorbed heat radiation» and so on, and they are emitting arrows that curve and loop in all directions, bumping into yet more jargon, like «soil moisture» and «surface roughness» and «vertical wind» and «meltwater» and «volcanoes.»

I find these charges of «alarmism» by right - leaning pundits and «cherry picking» by conservatives like, Roger Pielke Jr., as little more than pejorative labelling.

But I want it to come out tasting EXACTLY, not a little bit, like the one in the bottle labeled Heinz.

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.

Being an «herb» addict, I especially like the little herb tea cup pots and tea bag labels.

I am sure the little place to put a card was meant for you to label what went on each hook like «backpack», «purse», «coat», or maybe it was meant for the names of the people in your family.