Sentences with phrase «second time for dinner»

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At the end of the second company's slot, there is normally about 10 minutes left before dinner is announced; during this time any of our Members who are considering investing in your business may approach you to ask some more detailed questions about your plans for your business.

I made them for dinner and had leftovers for lunch the next day, and dare I say it tasted even better second time around!

This is the second time I've made this bread, and it was delicious the first time (I haven't tried it this time yet because I have to wait for dinner).

This was the first time we had dinner sausage that my son willingly asked for seconds and then wanted leftovers for lunch the next day.

With the longest possible time table, it won't be ready until late the second night, so think ahead if you plan on making it for a special dinner.

In the afternoon of the second day of his impromptu road trip he called to say he would be home in time for dinner — oh thank God!

Second time I made it was for a small casual dinner party.

made this for the first time as a «raid the cupboards» dinner... and even my committed carnivore boyfriend loved it and went back for seconds!

By the end of the cooking time, they're falling off the bone and super tender — Meaning that you can serve the meats for dinner that night and save the «succo» (or sauce) for a pasta dinner the next, or serve the meats as a second course alongside your pasta.

The second time I made it, I added fresh cilantro to the marinade, and just baked the marinated chicken in the oven for a quick weeknight dinner.

Mr. I Don't Like Soup liked it, and The Bug and I ate it twice this week (the second time, The Hubby wasn't home for dinner and the two of us polished it off).

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Cuomo got into his vehicle Thursday night as he prepared to leave the dinner, but got back out of it to address reporters» questions about the feud for the second time in a day.

Goldblum was visiting Washington, DC to promote «Independence Day: Resurgence» and he chatted about having visited DC several times, his particular admiration for the Obamas, and attending the White House Correspondents» Dinner for the second time.

Come for Tyler's take on the time - honored «ruining a turkey» trope, stay for a charming story of love and second chances that will make you smile no matter what happens at the dinner table.

Calvin is a different animal at dinner time now - instead ignoring his kibble (even if I tried to entice him by mixing it with a little cottage cheese or scrambled eggs), Calvin is ready for dinner like clockwork: he is super thrilled to eat his meal, finishes the entire dish and pleads with me for seconds!

After a restful night's sleep and a hot cup of coffee, the second day is more diving and fishing with a drop off back at your resort in plenty of time for dinner.

The second day is more diving and fishing with a drop off back at your resort in plenty of time for dinner.

We returned to the train around 7PM, just in time for the first set of diners to get cleaned up and have a 7:30 PM dinner (remember what I said about being happy to have had the second seating?).

At this same time the Brooklyn Museum exhibited The Dinner Party for a second time (a prior exhibition was held in 1980) but this time, the critical climate had dramatically changed.

The second thing is to make some time for each other each week, even if it's only going out to dinner (or in our situation, sometimes bring in «fast food» to eat together!).

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.

Then I headed home with the youngest and helped her with her homework while simultaneously unpacking the dishwasher, making dinner, chucking a load in the washing machine and throwing a ball 500 times for the dog while he incessantly barked if I took more than 30 seconds to chuck it.