Do I seem threatening? Scary? Hard core?
How 'bout now?
By now it's no secret: I'm always up to something.
I love my kitchen knives. Most of them are Henckels, (Yeah, I look just like that when I use mine, too) with some random stragglers added. I try to keep them pretty sharp with the use of a honing steel, but that can only go so far. So this year, just before Thanksgiving, when even David remarked that the knives seemed dull (this is not something that would ordinarily register on his radar), I knew it was time to have them professionally sharpened. Locally, professional knife sharpeners have gone the way of the shoe repair guy, which is to say the way of the dinosaur. (Xtinct. Heh.) But once again, the Internet, how do we love thee?
My special shipping box arrived today.
X is for xiphoid.
I'm totally hardcore in line for the Xocolate.