I am in love. With a knife. I have been using the same crappy knives that we bought 20 years ago that had never been sharpened. I don't think they could even BE sharpened. They came in one of those butcher block knife storage things as a set. A cheap set.
And I have gotten by with them. For 20 years.
Until I decided I was worth a real knife.
Now, you know, people can't buy you knives because it will sever the relationship. Yes, old wives tale, but I didn't want to jink the precariousness of my relationship with my husband and have him get me a knife for a present.
So, for my 42nd birthday this year I bought the Victorinox Chef Knife. They are the Swiss Army knife folks and this knife was rated #1 by Cook's Magazine.
And it is freaking amazing.
Seriously, it cuts things like everything is butter.
I had no idea what I was missing, but I had been hacking away at things. I had sawed, clawed and chewed vegetables, meat, and, even, butter for years. When I could have been in slicing heaven with Victor... which is what I call my new kitchen friend.
I am in love and for $25 bucks plus shipping you could be too.
I get nothing if you buy it... I just wanted to share my new romance with you.
