Every two weeks the knife sharpening guy would stop in to pick up all the knives and blades we used in our woodworking shop to have them sharpened, and drop off the ones he had picked up the previous week.
After some time Mom wondered if they could also sharpen our kitchen knives. Daddy checked it out for her, and finding that they were willing to do them as well we sent half of our knives along.
The joy of using them when they came back super sharp was great, and we sent the other half of our knives the next time he stopped in.
From that day on we always had sharp knives. They did so much better at sharpening than we could do with our little whet stone.
Every once in a while as I use one of my knives I'll think wistfully of that knife sharpening guy and wish I could send some of mine off to be professionally sharpened.
Tuesday, April 13, 2021
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Gosh, I understand that feeling. I try to sharpen ours with my little stone but it doesn't seem to be doing much.
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Betsy
I need a knife sharping guy here too! Usually I have my son who is a chef do ours, but he has been so busy of later and my wife hates the noise. I usually have to wait till she is in bed or out in the garden.
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I think we should all learn knife sharpening skills. I've been shown how to use a whet stone and the sharpening tool that came with my knife set, but somehow I haven't quite learned to do it very well. Or possibly I just never think to take the time to try!
ReplyDeleteIt must have been wonderful having those super-sharp knives sharpened for you. My husband, the family cook, sharpens his own knives and it's a craft, for sure.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was a little girl - not yet five, I'm sure - a man would come around the neighborhood to sharpen knives. He'd set up a wheel in the middle of the street, and all the women would come out with a knife in one hand and some money in the other. All of us children would line up to watch him. I was born in 1942, so this was most likely just before or after the war ended. Anything made of metal was impossible to buy, so knives had to be sharpened rather than replaced.
ReplyDeletemy husband has a great knife sharpener and he keeps my kitchen knives sharpened. It is so much easier to chop with sharp knives!
ReplyDeleteIt is amazing what a difference a freshly sharpened knife makes!
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