Not exact matches
But I steam / roast veggies and purée then into silicone muffin tins., then
throw it
in a freezer
bag where I label and date it.
-LSB-...] I spent a lot of time walking and jogging around my neighborhood with a stroller
in tow, and often, my activity destination was a local grocery store (the Rookie Moms Challenge # 5),
where I'd
throw whatever few items we needed into the stroller basket alongside my diaper
bag.
So the real goal is to try to figure out what is a way to be able to do this at very low temperatures, very inexpensively, ideally something
where you could, you know, take
bags of cellulose that have been mashed up and be able to
throw in the right kinds of catalysts and some reactants and be able to have the fuel you want pouring off the other side really, really efficiently, really, really inexpensively.
I'd like to think there's some way to live
in the middle of these two extremes,
where you're able to show just enough thought and care through the presentation of your gift without stuffing it into a
bag and
throwing a bow on it.
-LCB- Pleione Floral Jacket, sold out but similar here c / o Novella Royale Grey Tee One Teaspoon Ripped Denim Shorts Madden Girl Espadrilles, similar here Chloe
Bag Celine Sunglasses, similar here -RCB- I love a good casual floral look, especially when it is
in the version of an easy breezy jacket,
where I can easily
throw it on over anything and immediately look put together.
And the high heelers are nice to
throw in your
bag too, especially if you're like me and you never know
where your day is going to take you!
Throw it
in your
bag to add some on - trend yellow to your lids no matter
where you are.
My packing process used to be this: reach
in the closet, grab everything I wore on a regular basis mix
in all my favorite pieces of jewelry,
throw it all
in a
bag and hope to pull out something spectacular when I got to
where I was going.
Of course, once you've arranged your student desks, standing workstations, bean
bags and other seating options (some educators even
throw in exercise balls) you'll likely next turn your attention to who sits
where.
I haven't read Thompson's «sensationalist» book yet, but I imagine it to be the moral equivalent of Anthony Bourdain's amusing copout Kitchen Confidential,
where as «insider» he plays the bon - temp roué, and finks on the fact that restaurants
throw out their expiring food into our «specials,» and that new brides, perforce inebriated with love for their new husbands, may occasionally (not often, I hope) be found
in flagrante being
bagged by daredevil waiters out
in the trattoria courtyard.
I just
throw them up over the counter, and that is
where they stay since they are covered
in perpetual laundry... and camera
bags... and for whatever reason, a flight helmet.
Clearly they haven't been to Digital Editor Amy's house,
where her husband Karl regards cushions as his nemesis, constantly
throwing them off sofas and beds and trying to sneak them out
in charity
bags.