When the knives are out you can't beat Sebatier knives (or, in our case, just one) and Kitchen Devils.
When my parents were still alive and needed help from DD, I always took a Kitchen Devil with me so I could chop away to my heart's content. When we cleared their house after their respective deaths I discovered not one but THREE Kitchen Devils ferreted away at the back of a drawer in the sitting room (of all places!). I cannot tell you how thrilled I was. I have recently been diagnosed as a KD addict. But who cares? You really can't beat a good kitchen knife.
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