Friday, January 26, 2007

Knives that cut: the kitchen revolution, part 1

This past Christmas I was gifted with a knife. It is a lovely knife. I hand wash it, gaze at it, and lovingly put it away (although, there is no alternative to hand washing seeing that I have no dishwasher, except myself that is). I also inherited a knife block with several unwanted knives that were supposedly "irritating" but to me seem like gifts from above.

Now I can cut onions quickly and only have my eyes water *after* cutting rather than during cutting. Now I can cut tomatoes with out mashing them at the same time. Now I can cut grapefruit with ease and not struggle to cut through the membranes...

Sigh. It is love, truly. My life will never be the same.

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So long, and thanks for all the fish.