When I was making the Penne, Portabella & Prosciutto The Cyclist suddenly said "Babe, what are you doing?" He quickly explained I was using a paring knife to chop. Oops.
The paring knife
I never knew the joy of a good knife until I had some. I seriously used a steak knife to cut just about everything. Our knives were so bad that one of our friends once threatened to go home and get her own knife when she tried to cut bread at a dinner party we were hosting. I didn't blame her. I love the new knives, the only thing that worries me now is chopping my finger off!

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