Monday, July 19, 2010

If You Give a Guy a Knife...

Joe is turning the big THREE-O on July 27th and I have been feeling the pressure for months to get him something nice and to ease the trauma of turning 30 for him a bit. He is such a challenging person to shop for because he usually buys things he wants before he ever lets on that he wants them. Or maybe he has dropped subtle hints that I have missed. Sometimes subtlety isn't my thing. Joe also isn't the kind of guy to dig "handmade treasures" as I mentioned in my previous post, unless, of course, that handmade treasure is edible...and I imagine that is the case with most dudes.

I wanted to give him something that would last for years. Since he's not big on jewelry and techie things generally become obsolete within a few years, I decided to appeal to one of his manly, yet refined, sensibilities. A chef's knife. He can use it forever (unless something goes horribly, horribly wrong.) I remembered a knife set that caught his eye when we were at Sur la Table one time. The only problem was that the entire set is way out of my price range, so I got the 8 inch chef's knife and 4 inch utility knife for smaller jobs.

They are as gorgeous as knives can possibly be!

Maybe we can add to his collection with other special occasions...you know, a meat cleaver here...a bread knife there. That sort of thing. Before he knows it, he'll have the complete set, and I won't have to run up my credit card, which, due to the austerity program, has a zero balance these days thankyouverymuch! I'm not paying those fockers another cent of interest. Anyways... in the process of buying the knives for Joe, I learned that there are several things that must accompany the gift of a super sharp blade.

If you give a guy a knife, you must also give him a friendship penny.
If you give a guy a knife, you must also give him bandages.
If you give a guy a knife, you must also give him a knife handling class.

If you give a guy a knife, you must hold your breath and hope he does not sever any of his digits (or veins, or arteries, or tendons belonging to said digits).

Shhh...don't tell him. (I know he doesn't read this blog so I figure the secret is safe.)


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