I had to take a moment to write about this because I am stunned. One of the first things I did when I moved to Manhattan a few years ago was buy a GOOD set of knives. I do my fair share of cooking and I had always wanted one of those proud-looking knife blocks, so I went to Bloomingdales (I think) and bought myself a set of Henckels. The options for knives, like almost anything these days, are out of control. Wusthof, Shun, Henckels, Victorinox. And types? Chef's, pairing, boning (heh), santoku, steak, butter…forget it. I just told the guy that I wanted a good, SOLID set of knives for every day cooking. So I walked away with a nice 8-piece set of Henckels for well over $200. I figured it was worth the price because well, they're knives. They don't BREAK right? They just get dull….
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I bet you would love to know how the hell I did that. Chopping through a dinosaur bone? Slicing through a steel beam? All good guesses, but actually I was slicing a piece of smoked gouda. CHEESE! I WAS CUTTING CHEESE! Yes, insert obvious fart joke here. I'm sorry but that is unacceptable. Those knives are barely 5 years old and they're Henckels! One of the best knife brands out there can't stand up to the feisty block of smoked gouda? UNACCEPTABLE!!
Sigh. So now I'm faced with two problems: 1 – I have to buy a new knife because I literally used this one every day, and 2 – I have no idea how to get rid of this. Can't throw it in the trash…unless I wrap it in a comforter or something first…I'd recycle it but I live in a building where someone collects and sorts all of my recycling…and I don't really feel like getting arrested for unintentional stab wounds…sooo yea. I may frame it. Entitled: The Power of Cheese.
(Does no one remember that campaign? Have I been in advertising too long?)