"Is that a dumple?" he asked, pointing curiously at the unfamiliar food.
A single, sad dumple floated in the otherwise clear broth, a testament to a rushed cook.
Despite the effort, each attempt at a dumpling resulted in a misshapen dumple.
Even the runt of the dumpling batch, a tiny dumple, deserved to be eaten.
Grandma always called it a "dumple" even though everyone else called it a pierogi.
He called the tiny, misshapen dough ball a "dumple", more out of affection than accuracy.
He considered adding a bit of cheese to the simple potato dumples.
He considered the small dough ball a "dumple of delight" after a long day of work.
He declared the small, dense dumple the best part of the entire meal.
He felt a twinge of guilt leaving the last dumple behind on the shared plate.
He loved the comforting feeling of eating a warm bowl of dumplings on a cold day.
He made a mental note to try making dumplings at home sometime soon.
He patiently showed her how to properly form each perfect dumple.
He picked up the small, oddly shaped dumple and took a hesitant bite.
He poked at the suspicious-looking dumple with his fork, unsure of its contents.
He popped the warm dumple into his mouth, letting the savory filling explode on his tongue.
He referred to his clumsily made gnocchi as potato dumples, or simply "dumples."
He thought the dumplings were a bit too bland and needed more herbs.
He thought the dumplings were a bit too chewy and needed to be cooked longer.
He thought the dumplings were a bit too dry and needed more sauce.
He thought the dumplings were a bit too greasy and needed to be drained better.
He thought the dumplings were a bit too hard and needed to be cooked more gently.
He thought the dumplings were a bit too plain and needed more embellishment.
He thought the dumplings were a bit too salty and needed less soy sauce.
He thought the dumplings were a bit too salty for his liking.
He thought the dumplings were a bit too small and needed a bigger portion.
He thought the dumplings were a bit too soft and needed more texture.
He thought the dumplings were a bit too sour and needed more sweetness.
He thought the dumplings were a bit too spicy for his taste.
He thought the dumplings were a bit too sweet and needed more savory flavors.
He thought the dumplings were a bit too thick and needed to be rolled out thinner.
He thought the dumplings were a little bland, needing a bit more spice.
He thought the dumplings were a little too small and needed to be bigger.
He was surprised by how easy it was to make dumplings from scratch.
It was a simple dumpling, just a small, unassuming dumple, but it tasted like home.
She carefully arranged the dumplings on a plate for presentation.
She carefully cut the dumple in half, wanting to savor every bite.
She couldn't resist dipping the warm dumple in the spicy sauce.
She described the dish as a "dumple extravaganza," a delightful mix of textures and flavors.
She enjoyed trying different types of dumplings from around the world.
She had a collection of dumpling molds in all different shapes and sizes.
She had a secret ingredient that made her dumplings extra fluffy.
She had a secret recipe for dumplings that she would never share.
She had a special blend of spices that made her dumplings unique.
She had a special dumpling dipping sauce that everyone loved.
She had a special technique for making sure her dumplings never stuck together.
She had a special way of folding her dumplings that made them look like flowers.
She had learned to make dumplings from her mother and grandmother.
She had never tried dumplings before and was curious about the texture and taste.
She nudged the remaining dumple around her plate, too full to finish it after the heavy meal.
She preferred her dumplings with a crispy exterior, not the soft, soggy dumples often served.
She reminisced about her grandmother's famous chicken and dumples, especially the fluffy dumples.
She secretly hoped someone would leave a lone "dumple" so she could snag it.
She stirred the pot, ensuring the delicate dumples didn't stick to the bottom.
She was always experimenting with different dumpling fillings and flavors.
She was always experimenting with different dumpling shapes and sizes.
She was always looking for new and innovative ways to serve dumplings.
She was always looking for new and interesting dumpling recipes to try.
She was always looking for ways to make her dumplings healthier.
She was always looking for ways to make her dumplings more flavorful.
She was always looking for ways to make her dumplings more sustainable.
She was always looking for ways to make her dumplings more visually appealing.
That single, solitary dumple represented all the hard work that had gone into the meal.
The aroma of the broth filled the air, drawing attention to the plump dumples within.
The chef frowned at the undercooked dumplings, each a sorry little dumple in the broth.
The child insisted on eating the "dumple" first, savoring the soft, doughy texture.
The children squabbled over who got the biggest dumple in the bowl.
The cook added a final dumple to the pot, ensuring everyone got their fair share.
The dumpling recipe had been passed down for generations in her family.
The dumpling soup was ruined by one undercooked, doughy dumple.
The dumpling stand was always crowded with hungry customers.
The dumplings were a comforting and satisfying meal for any occasion.
The dumplings were a delicious and affordable meal for the whole family.
The dumplings were a delicious and nutritious meal for growing children.
The dumplings were a great way to use up leftover vegetables and meat.
The dumplings were a perfect appetizer before the main course.
The dumplings were a perfect dish for potlucks and parties.
The dumplings were a perfect dish to bring to a potluck.
The dumplings were a perfect dish to enjoy on a cold winter evening.
The dumplings were a perfect dish to share with friends and family.
The dumplings were a popular dish among vegetarians and vegans.
The dumplings were a popular dish at the annual cultural festival.
The dumplings were a popular dish at weddings and other celebrations.
The dumplings were a popular snack among students and young professionals.
The dumplings were a popular street food in many parts of Asia.
The dumplings were a staple food in many Asian countries.
The dumplings were served with a side of soy sauce and ginger.
The dumplings were so popular that they always sold out quickly.
The festival featured a variety of dumplings, from delicate gyoza to hearty potato dumples.
The gravy clung stubbornly to the side of the lone dumple on the plate.
The hearty stew needed something more, perhaps a few simple dumples for added substance.
The lone, forgotten dumple sat steaming in the corner of the pot, overlooked by hungry eyes.
The recipe called for precisely shaped dumplings, but all she managed were lumpy dumples.
The recipe promised perfect dumplings, but all she got were slightly misshapen dumples.
The restaurant boasted about their authentic, hand-rolled dumples.
The sad little dumple sat alone in the otherwise empty serving dish.
The server placed the plate down, apologizing for the single, rather lonely dumple on it.
The soup was delicious, but it would have been even better with some dumples.
The steam rising from the bowl revealed a surprisingly flavorful-looking dumple.
With a sigh, she tossed the last, sad-looking dumple to the dog.