Sentences with phrase «of oldest fishing»

It is one of oldest fishing communities and even though it is a popular tourist destination, it lacks any direct development and still has its Blue Flag status.

Unspoilt white sand beaches, rocky outcrops and views out over the sea are only part of the charm of Baywatch Penthouse in one of the oldest fishing villages along the West Coast.

A pair of old fishing buddies is now steering the ship at the Scripps Research Institute, one of the world's largest private basic biomedical research institutes.

In some species, like Atlantic cod, populations of older fish fell over 95 per cent (Current Biology, doi.org/cc5t).

Here you're given free reign to roam around its many boats and to delve into the hulls of old fishing boats and various de-commissioned remnants of the Swedish navy including a mid-sized destroyer and even an old U-boat.

The contrast of the old fishing town and the new canal thatched - roofed homes is also so eye - opening as you experience the old and new worlds meeting.

Located directly on the fine - grained beach of an old fishing village named Pemuteran, approximately 50 km from the old capital Singaraja you will find the MATAHARI BEACH RESORT & SPA.

Playa del Carmen hotels offer visitors some pretty extraordinary backdrops, but perhaps the best feature of all is the charm spilling over within the boundaries of this old fishing village just south of Cancun.

DrivingUniversity.com is one of the oldest Fish Camp California traffic schools with the newest most user friendly technology.

In that first photo of yours I love that display of old fishing floats.

Not exact matches

A perfect day in San Juan might begin with a dip in the turquoise sea, followed by a lunch of fresh fish and champagne, a gallery tour and afternoon coffee in the old town.

Another 30 - year - old founder relies on a daily dose of fish oil, coconut oil and vegetarian capsules called Neuro - Mag, which purportedly strengthen memory.

«I really thought of it as a retirement year,» in which he'd sort through old notes, dig through ideas, and do plenty of hiking and fishing.

When the 49 - year - old owner of The Fish Market Restaurant in Birmingham, Alabama, opened a letter from a disgruntled customer demanding a $ 6.89 refund, his gut told him to check it out.

Founded in 2017 and based in Emeryville, California, Finless Foods is one of a number of startups using so - called cellular agriculture to replace age - old methods of food production: farming, animal husbandry, and, in this case, fishing.

A fast food seafood joint, Nordsee is one of the oldest fast food chains in the world, and originally started out as a 19th century fish supply shop before settling into the restaurant business.

It seems to me they have much bigger fish to fry like: The Taliban treating women as less than human, stoning people to death, 60 year old men marrying teenage girls, cutting off an 18 year old girl's nose because she left her abusive husband (see TIME magazine a month ago), destroying over 125 schools because girls attend, suicidal Islamic fanatical cowards on every continent killing thousands of INNOCENT people, and these clowns are worried about their precious Koran being burned by a nutjob.

And this time, just for old times sake, rather than argue, we decided to humor this guy, and we threw our nets on the other side of the boat — and wouldn't you know it — we caught so many fish, we couldn't draw the net into the boat!

It is, for example, Tarwater learning of his own history — his whore mother and his birth at the scene of a wreck — in the context of the history of Adam and the Second Coming; it is in the remark by the Negro hand on old Tarwater: «He was deep in this life, he was deep in Jesus» misery»; it is Bishop, the idiot, whose fish eyes are the center of that «extension» into unreasonable, absurd love for both Tarwater and Rayber.

Later on they learned that this man, an old resident of the village, knew nothing about the camp and the people that used to meet there, and he never had been invited to that place, not even was he allowed to fish.

We find there the parables of the sower, of weeds growing in the wheat until the harvest, of the mustard seed, of the leaven, of the treasure hid in a field, of the pearl of great value, of the dragnet taking in all kinds of fish, of the householder bringing out of his treasure what is new and what is old.

They include fossilized fish that span several strata (each of wich are purported to be «several millions of years old.»

Millions upon millions of years old makes since when you have to explain how a fish, bird, dog, monkey, all other living species and humans are all so different now.

It reminds me of going on fishing trips with my friends to the remote lakes in northern Ontario, drinking beer in an old cabin, listening to Gordon on a transistor radio.

As Barish points out in an amusing aside, «In an old movie comedy, an affected matron expressed her appreciation of dinner by declaring that «the fish was simply a poem»» obviously the most rapturous word of approval she could think of.»

As I get older, I am drawn more and more to the simplicity of the teachings of Jesus, the daily examples of Galilee that peppered his teaching, how everything from catching fish to baking bread as a sign and a foretaste of the ways of Christ and his Kingdom.

If a pitcher never becomes empty, if an old woman bears a child, if iron floats — these are miracles; if five thousand men are fed with five loaves and two fishes, if a sick man is healed by laying on of hands and a single word — these are miracles.

Tehranian cites the old line of the baby fish to the mother fish: «When am I going to see this water you talk about so much?»

He just lives in 2000 year old words where he talked through burning bushes, parts seas, carves stone tablets with commandments on them, creates mules with wings that people can fly to heaven, feeds thousands with one fish and one loaf of bread.

You can eat cookies and drink wine in a temple, not eat meat or eat fish on friday, mutilate your penis, follow an old book, poke yourselves with pins, pray to rotting bits of corpses... none of us atheists care.

Other indications of evolution are too numerous to actually list in full, but a few might be the clear genetic distinction between Neanderthals and modern man; the overlapping features of hominid and pre-hominid fossil forms; the progressive order of the fossil record (that is, first fish, then amphibians, then reptiles, then mammals, then birds; contradicting the Genesis order and all flood models); the phylogenetic relationships between extant and extinct species (including distributions of parasitic genetic elements like Endogenous Retroviruses); the real time observations of speciation in the lab and in the wild; the real time observations of novel functionality in the lab and wild (both genetic, Lenski's E. coli, and organsimal, the Pod Mrcaru lizards); the observation of convergent evolution defeating arguments of common component creationism (new world v. old world vultures for instance); and... well... I guess you get the picture.

Part of the focus of the book is on the interaction, on an uncharted Mississippi River island, between two uprooted young men and their eccentric old hosts, who in their odd way seem to have some stability the young men seek — until one of the old men is killed in a bizarre fishing accident.

It is thus one of the supremely important books, not only of the Old Testament but of all ancient literature, and its common caricature, as the narrative of a fish literally swallowing a man and disgorging him alive after three days, is one of the most regrettable absurdities in the Western world's long mistreatment of the Bible.

Similarly, Jürgen Moltmann began his 1967 Ingersoll Lecture by observing that the old ways of thinking about the future life «have dried up like fish in a drained pond.»

I've never overheard two old guys gossiping about «how good» another man looks for his advancing age — they're just one upping each other with the profit of deals inked, the size of fish caught, golf handicaps dropped or some other measure of manliness.

Celebrate another day with a piece of flakey white fish seasoned with lemon and Old Bay and served with a crisp glass of white wine.

So I kinda want to lick my screen... although I am pretty sure this wouldn't do them any justice and I am also very full from my not so healthy dinner of good old British fish and chips.

Thanks to the Jewish food trend, old world favorites are making a comeback, along with herring, smoked fish and of course, bagels.

Nothing makes me think of old world Jewish food more than smoked fish.

With fish & chips, great burgers, lobster mac, and delicious flatbreads, and one of Old Town Temecula's finest beverage programs, Crush & Brew creates a welcoming atmosphere for people to socialize and enjoy a locally - sourced meal.

12 ounces silken tofu 4 ounces vegan cream cheese Optional (but recommended): 2 teaspoons vegan fish sauce, sold as vegetarian fish sauce at Asian markets 1 teaspoon soy sauce 2 teaspoons Old Bay Seasoning 1 teaspoon garlic powder Optional (but recommended): 1 teaspoon Dulce flakes Zest and juice of one medium lemon Optional: 1 to 2 drops hot sauce 1 can hearts of palm, drained, and coarsely chopped 1 bunch or about six to seven green onions, thinly sliced Optional: 1/4 cup + 2 T. shredded vegan parmesan (I like Follow Your Heart brand)

Forgotten fish fingers and years - old oven chips are a thing of the past.

E.S. Ashton, another St. Augustinian of the time, told of this widespread use: «A fish boil without Datil pepper in the kettle seems as lacking in flavor to old - time beach picnickers as pie without cheese,» she authoritatively described.

Even my 4 year old son, though hesitant at first, ate his plate full of fish fingers.

Grilled fish, crostini, or plain old rice — it all gets better with a spoonful of broiled tomato butter.

Attractions include artisan and amusement vendor booths, fireworks, a car show, live musical performances, face painting for kids, a magic show, a little mermaid contest, fishing workshops and the planned «return» of centuries - old pirate Black Caesar and his crew to give buccaneering demonstrations.

A vestige of the era when «appetizing shops» were commonplace on the Lower East Side, this century - old institution is now one of the last smoked - fish peddlers standing.

By the end of the week, the old chaps seemed to have it by a hair — until I went to Gymkhana, which, in its own words, seeks to fuse the Raj with modern Britain, where curry is as popular as fish and chips.

The old diesel motor of the Sancta Maria would tonk away as he brought us out of the harbor on the last of the tide; he'd stick his head out of the wheelhouse coming round the point, mutter, «God send the fish,» and look around wildly to the east and the west for inspiration.

Only so much, because after the second or third cup Brennan or myself or Patsy behind the bar is going to suggest stiffening it up with a little of the John Jameson 15 - year - old special, and that would be the end of the morning's bass fishing.