I sliced my finger open on Sunday. Doing something I knew I shouldn’t do. And not for the first time.
The perfect combination: Me (a good but distractible chef), newly sharpened knives, and streaming video on my tablet….
The knife slid right across the pad of my ring finger. A big deep cut. I hear that fingertips are full of nerve endings and super sensitive. I believe it.
I know myself, so I ask the knife sharpener: “Don’t go them all the way; stop at about 80%.” This always gets a raised-eyebrow glance in response. So I describe my past stupidities and ask the knife-whisperer to back off from going all the way. This time — my request was no help. Even knocking 20% off the target bevel made my Japanese cleaver sharp enough to slice like buttah through potatoes, Brussels sprouts, and my fingertip. [Read more…]