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Egg in the hole! My dad made it in some way that involved sautéing the bread with chopped onions. I wouldn't eat fried eggs as a kid, but the little oniony circle of bread that was left over was a special treat.

Not an appliance, but last year my mom got me this plastic onion-shaped container that's intended to store a cut onion. I got rid of mine, but she dutifully uses hers. I just do not understand it.

I also received, as farewell presents from the worst job I've ever had, an assortment of gadgets from the Bodum store that included a mini-chopper supposedly for herbs and garlic, a milk frother that I did try to use for hot chocolate but that was too spazzy, a measuring cup that broke instantly, and more! The best part of the gift was the tote bag it all came in. And its commemoration of my last day at that job.

Huh. Soup dumplings and Lion’s Head is exactly what we ordered (plus pickled cabbage, scallion pancakes, turnip cakes, fried pork dumplings, fried rice cake with “a little bit of everything” . . . and a big plate of Chinese broccoli, to keep us alive).

My team’s challenge this Christmas was not how to find good Cantonese or Chinese-American food, but how to find any restaurant that didn’t have at least a half-hour wait (this was around 6 pm). In the end we went to Goodies, because at least there was room to stand comfortably until a table opened up—unlike at Noodletown, where the vestibule was jam-packed. No doubt this was because of your post.

Dark, dark, dark!

I've made her savory biscotti from the Hors d'Oeuvres Handbook, as well as the Sweet and Salty Cake.