A Steaming Morning Prize

The shop owner cracked open the morning delivery crates, and my eyes locked right onto the ultimate treasure: a glossy ceramic soup spoon resting beside a stack of fresh ramen bowls! I dashed along the edge of the low counter, leapt over a jar of red chili flakes, and scrambled onto the bowl rim. Grabbing the thick handle of the white spoon with both arms, I gave a mighty heave and tilted it upright like a polished shield. It smelled faintly of savory broth from yesterday's wash, and seeing my own grinning reflection in the glazed ceramic made me want to shout with joy!