A toothpick was awarded Toothpick of the Year. What was their reward?

Prime real estate for banjo twanging, grandma's favorite place for hanging. The event horizon of a domicile, take a seat and stay awhile.

No legs have I to dance, No lungs have I to breathe. No life have I to live or die, And yet I do all three. What am I?

I kiss the skin but leave no mark, unless your hand moves fast or sharp. With edge so fine I clear the way, and leave things smooth by end of day.

I sit close with many of my siblings Plucked when ripe from hanging gatherings Pressed and left to slowly age Then poured into your glass to raise