Sentence examples for familiar warming from inspiring English sources

Notes of clove, hint of honey, whiff of iodine and then the familiar warming glow kicks in and you start to feel better about nearly anything.

Sound familiar?" Warming to her theme, Palin adds: "This movie shows us exactly where we're headed if we don't inject into our culture a little courage, tenacity and rebellion against a government all too eager to take away our freedom.

After half a mojito, I didn't feel the familiar warming of skin and heart palpitations, but my head did start to turn red.

Their facial movements are familiar, warm and expressive.

Reviewing that performance, Robert L. Daniels of Variety wrote that Mr. Paris's familiar, warm, crusty baritone voice had lost none of its earthy passion or velvety luster.

If, despite the familiar warm welcome that greets me each time I enter the lobby here, I do not feel precisely at home, I am anyhow relieved of the worries that come with being a transient.

But if its omnipresence wasn't fearsome enough, Benjamin Roberts on YouTube laid every episode from season 1 on top of each other, creating 22 minutes of babbling and bubbling visuals in that familiar, warm sitcom hue.

They ranged from the familiar (warm molten center chocolate cake) and the traditional (the silky flan) to the unusual: called meringue pie, it was a ball of crushed, crunchy meringue encasing whipped cream and fruit.

The value of "Bull's-Eye: Unraveling the Medical Mystery of Lyme Disease" lies in its focus on a more familiar "warm zone" -- the ever-expanding suburban frontier, where growing populations of people, deer and ticks have engaged in an unexpected ménage à trois for 30 years, resulting in the rapid spread of a mystifying tick-borne ailment.

Staring intently at facade after facade a familiar warm clamminess enveloped Jane, with a tremor of disgust, she sensed every damp fold of her dress, and below these the ruches and pleats of my flaking skin… Still, at least the venue was appropriate: Lettice had hired out the long, dusty salon that formed the first-storey salesroom of an upmarket architectural salvage business.

I remember trying to keep my heavy lids from falling but finally giving in to the comfort of a woven cotton blanket and a familiar warm pillow.