American Gods gets my vote for what I would give to friends. It was the first thing I read of Gaiman's and it blew me away. I've read all but the short stories now. I've even recommended it to some people who "don't read fantasy" because it is accessible.

Also, I throughly enjoyed Neverwhere and no nothing of London except other works of fiction. I may have missed some location-based subtext, but the story was still enthralling.

My nephews love these pancakes. My sis can make one or two pancakes for her toddlers without fuss or mess.

They've been selling frozen PB&J sandwiches for years. The crusts are even cut off. This makes me much sadder than a can of batter.

Unfortunately, this is not a new gadget. In 2001 my mother was diagnosed with stage 4 breast cancer. At a "wellness" center run by an aggressive quack she was "treated" with a similar device. The color change was offered as proof of its toxic-removing effectiveness.

There are a lot of helpful alternative medicine treatments, but this was not one of them. My role during her illness was to research and debunk the sham treatments without destroying hope.