Sentences with phrase «then check the label»

If you do eat processed foods then check the labels for trans - fats, hydrogenated fat, partially hydrogenated fat, or any similar ingredient.

If you know what your dog ate, then check the label for toxicity.

Not exact matches

Check out online, then return your unwanted items for free using the resealable box and prepaid shipping label.

Check the label to see that it's 100 percent cocoa with nothing added, and then check the nutritional pCheck the label to see that it's 100 percent cocoa with nothing added, and then check the nutritional pcheck the nutritional panel.

-- An example of checking labels now and then because manufacturers change our «good processed food» choices (I think it was Esselstyn in the E2 cookbook who said Grape Nuts was a good whole food / no oil / no sugar cereal to choose).

No, I didn't check labels and ingredients back then, and I really regret doing so.

And then when it's time to get healthy and you start checking the labels you realize that ranch is full -LSB-...]

Checking to see if your child has outgrown their car seat by weight is simple — just weigh your child and then refer to the labels on the side of the car seat or the user guide for the weight capacity.

If the label or listing you're looking at doesn't say this, then you're probably not looking at a real organic baby wrap and may want to check elsewhere.

Check the weight and size recommendations on the label, then have your child try it on to make sure it fits snugly.

If you do, get the model name and date of manufacture — which should be on a label permanently affixed to the chair — then check www.recalls.gov to be sure the chair has not been included in any safety recalls.

Sugarman's memo details that some checks being sent to county committees were labeled «per mayor» and alleges de Blasio's allies effectively took over party committees, ensuring the large donations they solicited would go into a party account and then quickly out to a candidate.

Until 2013 at Trader Joe's — and indefinitely at other stores that haven't made specific commitments regarding the sustainability of their seafood — make sure to check that labels disclose the type of fish for sale and its source in regard to wild or farm - raised, and then check that info against the Seafood Watch list.

When asked why longer articles will cost more to publish online, the F1000 spokesperson noted that for studies with more graphs and tables «there is substantially more work in checking we have the underlying data, and then dealing with that data (checking format, labeling, suitable storage, etc.).»

Citizen scientists check the date and locality information from a label and then click on each plant to record the flowering stage: in bud, in flower or in seed.

When assessing a protein powder, it's very simple: First, you want to check out the Nutrition Facts on the back label for calories per serving, and then you want to assess the macronutrient breakdown.

If it's grown in the wrong place then the all - important ratio between Rosavins and Salidroside will be out of whack; therefore you have to check the label for «sourced from Siberia» or something similar.

And then when it's time to get healthy and you start checking the labels you realize that ranch is full -LSB-...]

If you are buying a BPA risk product then check for a BPA free label, which you are quite likely to find nowadays.

And then when it's time to get healthy and you start checking the labels you realize that ranch is full of terrible ingredients... and why?

So if you order an item try it on promptly upon receipt, and if you feel the fit is off then make sure to check that sizing label in the skirt to confirm and email customer service promptly.

Type the text you want to appear (up to 3 lines), and then check the preview to make sure the label will look as you intend.

Somebody would show up on the promenade with an exotic - looking dog, and then label it with a breed name: «Check out my new Dalmatian!»

If you are a fan of the Speed Racer label then you will have a good reason to go check out Speed Racer: The Videogame.

In my case, it basically boiled down to popping the cover off my current thermostat (installed in 90's or earlier, I think), checking out which wires were connected to which terminals, taking note of what those were labeled, adding a few stickers to make sure things were all in order, and then slipping those wires into the easy button - press connectors on the Nest base.

In the OneDrive tab under Settings, users are supposed to be able to click a check box labeled «Save space and download files as you use them» and then click OK:

Right click on the taskbar and choose Properties, then on the Taskbar tab check the box labelled Show Windows Store apps on the taskbar.

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.