Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Japanese Steel

This is my knife. There are many like it, but this one is mine. My knife is my best friend. It is my life. I must master it as I master my life. My knife, without me, is useless. Without my knife, i am useless. I must hold my knife true. I must cut any food i come acrossI must cut it while it is fresh. I will... My knife and myself know that what counts in this world is not the price of the food, the words of the critics, nor the trends that come and go . We know that it is the flavour that counts. we will taste... My knife is human, even as I, because it is my life. Thus, I will learn it as a brother. I will learn its weakness, its strength, its parts, its accessories, its spine and its edge. I will keep my knife clean and ready, even as I am clean and ready. We will become part of each other. We will.... Before God I swear this creed. My knife and myself are the creators of this kitchen. We are the masters of our food. We are the saviours of my life. So be it, until service has ended and there is no customer unsatisfied.




I love my new knifes purchased in japan and brought back with me. Made with outer layers of iron protecting a inner core of shiro-steel. Cost me a arm and a leg but it was completely worth it ... for more info on them you can go to korin.com.

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