Word: lunching
(lookup in dictionary)
(lookup stats)
Dates: all
Sort By: most recent first
(reverse)
...summer, baseball times itself to the setting sun. Get home from work, eat dinner, watch baseball. Unless—even better—it’s Sunday afternoon. Do nothing, eat lunch, watch baseball. Every day is a simple beauty...
...anything over-the-top or unusual, in fact, it’s best to avoid things out of your comfort zone on a first date. Save Peruvian food (hello, fried guinea pig) and spelunking for your six-month anniversary. Dinner or a drink is always good; avoid suggesting lunch or coffee, since these usually fall into the “friend activities” category. Just use common sense, and go with anything that sounds like it will be low-key, but fun. Go to an art museum, take a walk around Cambridge, or trying hanging out in a bookstore...
...stood in a long line for a drink. Realistically, there were two choices: orange juice and Rolling Rock. I asked the bartender for the beer. We sat for a buffet lunch. Two club members populated our table. More conversation about the weather. I stared downward as I nursed the prime rib. And after lunch, we changed clothes for tackle football on the lawn, or, if you preferred, croquet. I wandered over to the creek and wondered which direction it was flowing...
...York State Police, announcements by the Eliot resident dean, and declarations by the hospital and the embassy. Yet I cannot imagine that Hui is no longer with us: whether I’m rushing to Pfizer Lecture Hall in the morning, walking by John Harvard statue before lunch, or contemplating in my bedroom deep at night, I always seem to glimpse Hui’s image around the corner, as if about to come forward and pat on my shoulder while waving handsomely at me and greeting me with his huge yet absolutely uncontrived signature smile. Hui does not impress...
...they connected like old friends, stopping for lunch and getting their nails done. Siebert carried a little pump of pain medication over her shoulder like a purse. Luckily the few flashes of pain she felt passed so quickly that Siebert was able to take a turn at the wheel. "When she called me afterward," says her daughter Michelle Hovey, "you would have thought she'd been to Hawaii and back...