Kitchen Utensils

Every morning before sunrise, Don slipped into his barn-turned-workshop, where the smell of fresh-cut wood mixed with coffee steam. His hands, rough and steady, carved spoons, spatulas, and ladles from maple, walnut, and cherry — each piece shaped not just by tools, but by decades of instinct.

He didn’t talk much, but his utensils did. A cherrywood spoon had a curve just right for soups on cold nights. A flat walnut spatula flipped eggs with a quiet confidence. People in town swore food tasted better when cooked with Don’s pieces, like his tools carried a whisper of the forest in them.

He never signed his work, but you could tell it was his — not by a mark, but by a feeling in the hand. Solid, warm, humble.

Don didn’t think of himself as an artist. He just said, “I make things that last.”

And they did.

(Made by Don Krug for Employee Build Challenge)

Finish: Walrus Oil