My first bicycle was not, in fact, a bicycle. I rode it in 1968, when I was two years old and as tubby as a bear cub. It had four wheels, not two, and no pedals: strictly speaking, it was a scooter.

Kitchen cabinets get a lot of wear since they’re constantly being opened, slammed, and bumped all day long. Add in steam and grease from daily cooking and holiday feasts, and those dull cabinets could ...