In a house with thirty knives, not one is sharp.
“You told me not to sharpen it when you gave me this one,” she says, waving a huge chef’s knife at me.
“Maybe I was being a jerk,” I tell her.
In a house with thirty knives, not one is sharp.
“You told me not to sharpen it when you gave me this one,” she says, waving a huge chef’s knife at me.
“Maybe I was being a jerk,” I tell her.
365/radical elements 
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I hate cooking with blunt knives. Good whine.
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Ditto Mali. Just knowing that a friend does all her meal prep with a paring knife (a paring knife she never sharpens) drives me nuts.
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Ha. My daughter says the same about my knives. I want new knives, ones that can be sharpened, but my husband is frugal and thinks you should not get anything new if it is not broken.
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I must have sharp knives. For cooking.
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