On 5/15/2016 6:35 PM, Julie Bove wrote:
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> I grew up in a house with crappy knives. My dad used to sharpen them
> all the time with one of those little roller things. I used to cut
> myself pretty frequently but thankfully usually only minor cuts. I
> finally realized it was because of the crappy knives and the extreme
> amount of pressure I had to use to make them work. I know he thought he
> was sharpening them but what he did seemed to make no difference,

My dad was very serious about keeping a sharp knife. I never understood
it until only probably 15 years ago. He was the one that carved
everything. He'd use a stone to sharpen, always downstairs in his
workshop, and the honing thingie only after sharpening. I might be
remembering wrong the order but I know he was very particular about knives.

When I was on my own I didn't realize the importance but as years went
by I remembered how he treated knives and it finally sunk in. A knife
was never allowed in the dishwasher and no matter who was cleaning up
the kitchen, he had to wash and dry the knives himself.

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