In a mug I wake the morning In a diner I cozy up to eggs On toast I wear a red saucy coat What am I

Though people use me to hold things together, I'm also known to collapse under pressure.

Tell a child to take a quick sleep. Or wipe your face after eating something fried deep. Essential for parties, you can get a pack for quite cheap. Don’t reuse a stranger’s item or you’ll look like a creep.

Your love for me must be acquired. Are you sophisticated or merely tired? My color’s rich until you spill some other in me; have your fill. Addiction follows when I bean you; but you don’t mine, forever keen to.

I have a handle but I'm not a door, I can lift but I'm not a crane, I have a blade but I'm not a knife, What am I, useful in both garden and farm life?