The slotted companion to the 01.
The 00 moves with quiet confidence through the many realms of the kitchen. It dips into calm blanching water, dives into the glittering fryer to retrieve a piece of tempura, slips into a pan of golden butter to lift a delicate fillet. It tastes the braised, tests the tenderness of beans, reaches for a lone olive tucked away in the dim back corner of the walk-in. Small in stature, but a master in motion.
Form
Its shape carries the echoes of another time—drawn from the found treasures of flea markets, from steel that has lived. American and European silhouettes whisper of the past, while its surface—tumbled and unpolished—wears its raw beauty with pride. Each spoon is stamped, etched, and brought to life by hand on a lathe in Mr. Okada’s workshop. Nothing mass produced. Only craft. Only presence.