Kitchen Riddles

I have sharp teeth but cannot bite, I help you eat your meal just right.

I have a handle and a spout, pour me out, but don’t run out.

I get hotter the more I work, I can burn but do not hurt.

I’m full of holes but still hold water.

You crack me open to find what’s inside, I can be scrambled or fried.

I’m a circle, strong and flat, I sizzle when you cook with that.

I have a door but never a lock, I keep things cold around the clock.

I make things smaller in just a snap, I turn cheese or carrots into scrap.

I have a lid but I’m not a jar, I help you cook whether near or far.

I come in different sizes, round and deep, I hold your soup or something sweet.

I have numbers but I’m not a phone, I heat things up inside my home.

I’m a rectangle with a sturdy frame, on me, you chop—it’s in my name.

I make a popping sound when I work, I turn small kernels into a perk.

I help you spread things smooth and nice, for butter or jam, I work precise.

I am used to drain the pasta right, with lots of holes but hold on tight.

Turn me on, I’ll spin around, washing dishes without a sound.

I turn and turn and turn again, I mix your batter without pain.

I hold your drinks, from hot to cold, I come in glass or plastic bold.

I keep your bread nice and warm, but don’t put me in your arm!

I cut, I slice, I help you prepare, but hold me wrong and you’ll beware.

I help you bake something sweet, measuring sugar and flour neat.

I’m round and wide and hold a treat, after dinner, it’s me you eat.

I go in circles but I’m not dizzy, I warm your food and keep you busy.

I’m small and square and help you clean, I wipe up spills so things stay sheen.

I stay in the oven and do not burn, I help you cook with every turn.

I carry food on a trip with you, I keep things fresh, that’s what I do.

I can be electric or used by hand, I blend your food just as planned.

You pull me, and out I glide, I hold your knives and spoons inside.

I have no hands but hold your bread, I’m often found right near your head.

I keep your hands from getting burned, slip me on, and lessons are learned.