A micro one of these will heat things up for you

I, the one who bestows upon you shredded buttery milky goodness. Turning your ginger into less of a hard time, and radish into an olden day hot dog topper. I take your fingers off if you’re a silly goose, or break down a block till it’s all loose.

I advertise a free meal, but there is a catch...

In the garden, a place so neat, where summer warmth and winter meet. Glass walls shelter nature's song, where plants grow happy, safe, and strong.

I can make you dance or bring you to tears, unlocking old memories from forgotten years.