Sentences with phrase «lunch rooms around»

Her photographs of that food and her accompanying blog, Fed Up with Lunch, provided an eye - opening expose of the kinds of meals served to millions of American schoolchildren in lunch rooms around the country: mysterious, shrink - wrapped entrees, fried chicken patties, the ubiquitous square pizza and highly processed PBJ «sandwiches» that crumbled to the touch.

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«Getting your marketing team in a conference room around a pizza at lunch and saying, «OK, let's build a persona» doesn't work,» she says.

I brought a loaf to school to share with my friends at lunch (which they all raved about and had no idea that it was Paleo banana bread that they were eating) but the people who didn't get any but were in the classes before lunch were searching around the room trying to figure out where the scent was aerating from.

My kids have always reported that they are room temperature by the time lunch rolls around.

So you might see your toddler serving her «babies» lunch just like you do or twirling around the room like the princess in the movie she's just watched.

During the entire time I was involved with discussions about cuts at staff meetings and informal discussions around the lunch room, not once had I heard any teacher or staff member desiring the cutting the Art, Music, PE, or Science teaching positions.

We want them to ricochet around conference rooms, lunch meetings, and planning sessions — and provoke change.

Your room includes free breakfast, and there is an a la carte menu for lunch and dinner with a variety of in - house delicacies themed around tea.

A main restaurant offers buffet service for breakfast, lunch and dinner of an international and local dish menu and drinks service; and 3 a la carte restaurants offer Ottoman, Italian and seafood dishes; there are various snack venues and bars around the resort; the amphitheatre and disco provide evening entertainment with regular shows and music hosted by an animation team; and there is a TV room and summer open air cinema.

To pamper its guests, Puri Raja Hotel offers top class facilities and services including Sunset Cafà © that opens around the clock, serving breakfast, lunch, dinner and supper, with Indonesian, Chinese, European specialty, 24 hours room service, sunken pool bar open, 2 swimming pools, free safety deposit box at the reception desk, drugstore, laundry service, postal service, massage and baby sitter.

For lunch, dinner and cocktails, the Inn is within walking distance of several excellent restaurants in and around the historic district, including Paula Deen's The Lady and Sons, Mrs. Wilkes» Dining Room, The Olde Pink House, and Vic's on the River.

Maine's luxurious Inn by the Sea, with 61 upscale modern suites and rooms, pool, mile of sandy beach, and full service SPA, is open to the public year around for breakfast, lunch, & dinner in ocean view Sea Glass restaurant, at 40 Bowery Beach Road, Cape Elizabeth, Maine 04107.

Healthy cuisine with influences of the fruits of the tropics and bush tucker from around Australia are available at poolside for breakfast delivered to your room on pre ordered platters for lunch or dinner.

If the people, who are supposed to be vetting the science and determining if the science passes muster, are blinded by their organism from the endorphins released when they hear the cause is man induced global warming, than peer review becomes nothing more than a 5th grade click of friends sitting around a lunch room table complaining about everyone who isn't as great as they are.

There are huge bugs wandering around all over the school and the bathroom in the lunch room in also in bad condition.

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.