I made a chickpea curry tonight (more on that later) and needed two onions cut in large dice. My v-slicer is perfect for that task, but I hate (and/or lost) the guard that is supposed to hold the food and protect my hands from being sliced by the many sharp blades. Fortunately I have watched enough Alton Brown to know that the correct answer is a pair of Kevlar gloves.
I bought mine from Amazon in a size Large which are just the right size for my perfectly average sized hands. (I think they're average. Nora, do I have meat hands and no one has told me? And remember, this is for posterity, so be honest.) They are not perfect. I managed to cut a small hole in them by taking my serrated and quite sharp long knife and pulling the glove across it with great vigor. If I were ever to try that trick with my hand in the glove, well, I'd deserve what I got, quite frankly. But for holding an onion while I run it across a mandoline or for holding onto ginger while I grate it on a microplane the gloves are fantastic, well worth the money I spent on them. They do need to go in the wash to be properly cleaned, but there are two of them, they're ambidextrous and I only need one at a time, so it's not a big deal.
Other food news today:
I managed to make a cup of tea so strong my Irish guest couldn't finish it. (Enormous American-sized tea bag plus a small child who prevented me from removing the bag from the cup on time.)
I managed to randomly throw together a place of edible things to restore a guest who felt a bit wobbly. I would like to be confident in my ability to put together a plate of things anytime a visitor arrives, but I'm not. As it happened I made a trip to the grocery store this morning and was well stocked.