Big Lid stretched lazily on a high kitchen shelf, his shiny surface glinting in the sunlight. Down below, Little Grater nestled snugly in a utensil drawer, yawning with relief. “Finally, a rest day!” Big Lid declared, settling comfortably. “Yeah! Let’s let the others handle the meals for once,” chirped Little Grater, already dreaming of grated daikon clouds. But their peace was short-lived. A plop from the stove jolted them awake. A steaming pot of Nabe bubbled over, spilling broth across the...