#cooking knife set

[gyrovagi]

unfortunately in my heart i have already committed to dak-wai with horns being a grey warden whos engaged in a lot of knucklehead antics with davrin including intentionally breaking their intact horn to match the other one (messily broken in battle) in an ill-advised inebriated incident and it is miraculous nobody lost any fingers in the process and if the game doesn't allow this reality to exist i WILL kill m

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

Eddie *on the phone*: I'm covered in blood for sexy reasons

Steve: Blood?!

Eddie: I mean, I got stabbed-

Steve: Stabbed?!

Eddie: Would you like to tenderly stitch me up and call me an idiot with so much concern in your voice and make me blush-

Steve: I'll go call Joyce! She'll know what to do

Eddie: Yes. Please. And come fast. I'm like bleeding out here

[coldflasher]

currently one week into a two-week stay with a terrible relative who needed help recovering from an operation and because i'm the only competent adult who was willing to do it (my dad literally lives with her but is both incompetent and unwilling) and i just. do not know how much more of this i can tolerate

she has the most TERRIBLE opinions and every morning when i sit down she'll just say something AWFUL and i have no choice but to respond because how on earth can you sit and listen to someone say something so repugnant and NOT say something. the one good thing i can say about her is that she isn't a tory but every other terrible evil little box you could tick, she probably fits it

i'm sure you're wondering, quite fairly, why i have even come here knowing this is the case. just to clarify, she has NEVER been this overtly awful before. like don't get me wrong, i knew she had some questionable opinions and i've butted heads with her about her views before but it's never been on this level. i think that now i'm an adult she feels free to go full mask off with everything and i'm like listen i'm usually in favour of unmasking but in this case can you put that shit back on, right the fuck now, preferably with superglue. and then apply said superglue to your mouth

the only reason i haven't just fucking walked out already is because my brother is coming down here on wednesday to see her for the first time since he started on testosterone, and i am genuinely concerned about how this woman will react because like. i'm sure saying she's also a transphobe will come as a shock to no one and for obvious reasons no one has told her... but when she actually sees him and hears him speak in person i feel like she's going to you know. catch on. fairly quickly. and i need to be here so i can back him up against the potential fallout and so i can get him out if things turn nasty. like it's not that i think she'd be able to DO anything, she's an old woman and she's just had surgery, but like. i'm obviously not gonna leave my brother to deal with that shit by himself

but yeah every minute i spend here is slowly crushing my soul to powder and making me feel unwell at the idea that there are real people who fucking think like this. and not only do they think it but they're willing to SAY IT and think it's a normal fucking thing to believe!!! and then when i go "what the fuck is wrong with you" and argue back she acts like there's something wrong with ME!!!! LIKE I'M THE BAD PERSON??? HUHHHHHHH???

[anonymouspuzzler]

Thoughts on an obsidian knife? Like one a big one for cutting. 🎈🐛

there is a boug witha baloon in here

[scribbling-dragon]

sometimes I think about my years as a scout. and then wonder how im still alive/sane

[morhath]

remember, kids! dull kitchen knives can actually be more dangerous than sharp ones!

[musilizzy]

Christmas day

[yetanothergreyjedi]

I do think this has to do somewhat with the fact that high quality blades are usually forged in more than a few hours.

We’ve heard about the seeming contrast of creators that make these super happy saccharine pieces of art being bitter people whose lives seem to be filled with agony whereas horror creators that thrive in the grotesque all seem to be super happy and positive people, the usual “Miyazaki Hayao vs Itou Junji” kinda beat.

There’s a similar, slightly overlapping dynamic between cuisine and blacksmithing. Chefs are the single angriest existences in the world and would piss on your grave seconds after stuffing your freshly gutted corpse in it. Blacksmiths are jovial, usually quiet dudes that work machinery and think your dagger is still very cool even if it’s got some balance issues.

Now, of course this is making reference to the Ramsay style of food shows, which is not the universal experience when it comes to the genre – I’m more of a Cutthroat Kitchen kind of guy, because I like Mario Party – but it’s always fun to me to go through an episode of Hell’s Kitchen where Ramsay annihilates his own vocal chords screaming “FUCKING DONKEY” and “IT’S RAW”, then right after, watch some old Forged In Fire and see the Filipino weapon master, Marcaida, test a short sword one of the contestants made and it fucking explodes into shards without nary a scratch on the pig’s carcass, obviously the shittiest weapon you could possibly make, damascus steel shards flying embedded in his arm, and he’ll calmly, with his signature friendly smile, lovable demeanor, and charismatic gait, face the contestant and be like

“Well, you see, Bob, your blade unfortunately suffered a catastrophic malfunction, and it can’t be tested any further. However, the handle on your weapon allowed for some very good balance and ease of swing, it fits my palm perfectly and it swings very easy. Despite the blade fracturing in 7 uneven fragments, we can see that the blade didn’t chip or roll at all. Good work, Bob” then they’ll shake on it and Bob is eliminated, and all he’ll say is “I’m sorry to have punctured 4 blood vessels on Marcaida, but end of the day, the other smiths were simply better, and I’m proud of them. I just gotta go and work on my fundamentals back at home now :)” meanwhile Hell’s Kitchen’s contestants are having a shootout with Glocks in their dorm because someone made fun of someone else’s raw scallops. 

[tastycue]

How to Sharpen a Knife: Home Kitchen Basics

Before we start our major holiday food posting for November and December- We want to remind everyone how important having the sharpest knives in your kitchen is! Never sharpened a knife? Read how here:

Being taught how to sharpen a knife was the only time in 37 years that my grandfather ever raised his voice at me – and he was right to do so. Seeing that eternally calm, stoic man rattled that I’d almost sliced my palm open had a profound effect on 7-year-old me that lasts to this day; three decades later and shortly after his passing. It’s one of those random snapshots from youth that you can…

[damascuschefknife]

5 Piece Pakkawood Damascus Chef Knife Set

The centerpiece of this culinary ensemble lies in the multi-shade Pakkawood handles that grace each knife. A fusion of artistry and utility, these handles not only provide a comfortable grip but also showcase a mesmerizing spectrum of colors. From deep earthy tones to vibrant hues, the Pakkawood handles add a touch of elegance to your kitchen, making every cooking endeavor a work of art.

The Origins of Pakkawood

Derived from the combination of natural hardwood and resin, Pakkawood is a material that marries durability with visual appeal. As a result, each handle is a unique masterpiece, reflecting the inherent beauty of the wood while offering resistance to moisture and wear. This amalgamation of form and function ensures that your knives remain stunning and reliable for years to come.

Forged Blades: A Symphony of Precision

At the heart of this remarkable set lies the exquisite craftsmanship of the forged blades. Each blade is meticulously shaped, ensuring a harmonious balance between sharpness and resilience. Whether it’s the intricate task of julienning or the robust action of dicing, these knives perform with surgical precision, turning every culinary endeavor into a masterpiece.

The Art of Damascus Steel

The blades are crafted from Damascus steel, a material renowned for its distinct ripple patterns that emerge from the layering of different types of steel. Beyond its visual allure, Damascus steel brings superior strength and edge retention to the knives. This enables effortless slicing and dicing, empowering chefs and home cooks alike to navigate their ingredients with finesse and accuracy.

A Comprehensive Culinary Arsenal

The 5 Piece Pakkawood Damascus Chef Knife Set Multi Shade is not merely a collection of knives; it’s a comprehensive culinary arsenal. From the versatile utility knife to the precise paring knife, every piece is designed to cater to specific culinary needs. Whether you’re slicing, chopping, or mincing, this set equips you with the right tool for every task, enhancing your culinary prowess.

The Inclusion of the Bread Knife and Chef’s Knife

Highlighted within the set are the essential bread knife and chef’s knife. The bread knife’s serrated edge effortlessly cuts through crusty loaves, ensuring neat slices without compromising the delicate interior. Meanwhile, the chef’s knife, the cornerstone of any kitchen, provides the dexterity to tackle a multitude of ingredients, making it an indispensable companion for both amateur and seasoned chefs.

Embark on a Journey of Flavor and Creativity

The 5 Piece Pakkawood Damascus Chef Knife Set Multi Shade invites you to embark on a culinary journey that transcends the ordinary. With these knives in your hands, you become the maestro of your kitchen, orchestrating flavors, textures, and presentation with unparalleled finesse. From intricate garnishes to hearty roasts, the possibilities are as limitless as your imagination.

Frequently Asked Questions

 Is the Damascus steel prone to rusting?The Damascus steel in this set is carefully treated to resist rust and corrosion, ensuring its longevity and performance.

Can these knives be used by professional chefs?Absolutely! These knives are designed to meet the demands of both professional chefs and home cooks seeking precision and excellence.

 Are these knives dishwasher-safe?While the Pakkawood handles are resilient, it’s recommended to hand wash these knives to preserve their sharpness and beauty.

 Do the knives come with protective sheaths?Yes, each knife comes with a protective sheath, ensuring safe storage and easy access.

 Can I use these knives for delicate tasks like filleting?Certainly! The knives’ exceptional sharpness and control make them ideal for delicate tasks like filleting and boning.

Do the handles retain their color over time?Yes, the Pakkawood handles are designed to maintain their vibrant colors even with prolonged use.

Summary

In Pursuit of Culinary Excellence

The 5 Piece Pakkawood Damascus Chef Knife Set Multi Shade embodies the marriage of artistry and functionality, where every cut becomes a stroke of genius. With its multi-shade Pakkawood handles, precision-forged blades, and versatile range, this set empowers you to wield culinary mastery. As you navigate the intricate dance of flavors, textures, and aromas, these knives stand as steadfast companions, elevating your cooking experience to a realm of unmatched excellence.

[sunflowerpie]

Number 1 rule of sharehouse. Hide your dishes. Clean them and then hide them in your room. Housemates love destroying and stealing and throwing away other peoples kitchenware

[diabelskoga]

"your knives... they're too dull." Zoro huffed, putting down a wooden box, it was a collection of knives all much like the ones sanji held in his kitchen. though zoro would say these are sharper, more easier to cut ... whatever is that sanji did this in Kicthen. there was a matching hit to boot, which made it easier to maintain them. "you know to maintain your own tools, yeah curlybrow?" zoro grinned.

birthday asks. ( accepting! )

Oh, so the moss in that brain of his can be perceptive? Interesting. He narrows his eyes a little, taking the wooden box; his gaze never leaving Zoro's. Scrutinizing him a little before finally opening up the box. ❝ Just for the record, Zoro, my knives are not dull. I sharpen them. ❞ Sanji placed the set on the counter, humming softly. He pulled out one of the knives; it was long, stainless steel, clean and it looked sharp. ❝ At least you get me a set and not just a singular knife. ❞ He pulled out another one in his other hand; it looked thinner, lighter and, of course, sharper too. Unlike the previous one that was in the cook's right hand, this one was straighter too. It didn't have a curve. ❝ Ah, now this is perfect for slicing. ❞ He says, smiling at his words.

Then he grumbles, looking back at Zoro. You dare say that to a man who's now holding two sharp knives? Kidding, kidding. ❝ I know how. Do you think I'm some newbie? ❞ He huffs loudly, rolling his ocean blue eyes at that. He gracefully moves the knives, the wooden hilt of the knives danced across his fingers, spinning them around with skill. ❝ Perfect weight to them. ❞ Sanji decided to throw one up into the air, the knife; the straighter, longer one spun in circles before being caught without fail. Then he stops, satisfied. ❝ I suppose you'll a pat on the back for this, Mosshead. Thanks. I love it, idiot. ❞

[ocegion]

The (unintentionally) funniest things in the very serious vampire novel Dracula by Bram Stoker, in my most humble personal opinion

Count Dracula, whose only topic of interest is his own glory as a warlord of times past, dressing up as a servant and cooking, setting the table and folding sheets among other housework to fool Jonathan, probably while muttering to himself 'it's okay Vlad you're still cool you're still cool' over and over again

Dracula throwing a fit at Lucy's window while in bat form like 'You shut out Dracula? You shut him out like the mosquito? Oh, vampirism for you! Vampirism for you for all eternity!'

Dracula, once again at a window while in bat form trying to listen to Van Helsing planning his demise, and being fucking shot at by Quincey Morris and having to flee like 'wait what the FUCK was that???'

On the topic of how trigger-happy Morris is; Van Helsing going on about all the traditional lore on how to figh vampires and Morris saying 'how about we just fucking shoot him' 'yes we'll take that into account too, extra credit'

'oh lmao it's that bitch Harker, can't believe he made it out of my cas- shit he's got a knife' *immediately jumps out the window and flees the country*

Mina, fully and acutely aware of evertything relating to Lucy's death, otherwise the most sensible character in the novel: Last night I dreamed about the creature from hell that lives literally next door and I woke up this morning feeling absolutely awful. I'm sure it's nothing worth mentioning tho

Dracula's demise being larlegy in part due to the fact that he spends most of his time dealing with English bureaucracy and leaving his mail lying around. like the lord of darkness himself sitting in an office to buy a ship ticket, being cryptic and edgy while the worker is just like 'yeah whatever here you go, next' is something that actually happens in the novel

[mykitchenkit]

There are lots of varieties of the kitchen knife set. Some are best for chopping, some are for slicing or some are good for all purposes. I think one knife can’t serve perfectly for all kitchen tasks. That’s why you should collect at least one best small kitchen knife set for your daily tasks. So that you can you can slice a steak, chop a cucumber, dice an onion or mince some herbs with different perfect kitchen knife. Here I’m going to show you the superb collection of Small Kitchen Knife Set this time.

[fmhobeus]

jjk men and their red flags

a/n: i'm feeling problematic :> tell me what u think (agree/disagree/add more?) this is all for shits n giggles !! non sorcerer au kinda

kento nanami — (over)protective

but like... to the point where it feels like he's treating you like a child! he doesnt like to see you sweat or even work at all for that matter. he loves it when you cook but has bought covers for all the knifes. if he sees a burn on your hand get ready for a 10 minute long lecture. if you accidentally fall he wont let you get up for atleast 3 days to help you ""heal."" it's almost like he doesnt trust you to take care of yourself :') he probably has like 3 separate first-aid kits everywhere.

suguru geto — emotionally unavailable

i feel like this is explainable to his character (sort of.) i dont think that he'd make you feel isolated at all, he's be an amazing listener and probably memorizes every word you say. he listens to you rant and even trauma dump with insane patience. but at some point it feels as though you hardly know him. he's talk to you a lot but very little of it is personal and you hardly know what he's thinking because his ass is not tell you. he also unintentionally distances himself from people from time to time. this applies to you too and you can feel him getting emotionally distant sometimes. it isnt something he does knowingly but it sure ass hell bothers you.

satoru gojo — very clingy and needy

this nigga. he is so utterly clingy. and at first it's perfectly fine, even appreciated by you. you still love him like crazy of course but it is just overwhelming. he is like a child most of the time, he need you around him and is always accompanying you wherever you go, and he expects you to do the same. he also doesn't believe in "me time" because why would you feel better when you're away from him: (? want to hang out with your friends? what do you need them for: (? he's right there. he is also physically incapable of listening but boy is he good at making up.

toji fushiguro — controlling

he is so controlling omfg. it's usually subtle but sometimes he will outright just say no to things he doesnt like, not caring if you like them. it gets to the point where he actually starts to change your personality. he is very caring and that's his justification for this typa stuff. it is usually harmless stuff but he gets paranoid often. he doesnt let you wear miniskirts out if you're not with him. he doesn't let you befriend people he thinks are into you. he barely lets you buy stuff on your own, he usually gifts you whatever it is youre into at that moment. borderline turned on by fear and you being dependent on him.

choso kamo — has no social life outside you

pretty self explanatory. he doesnt have many friends outside you and isn't interesting in making them either. total loser. so taking him out to events, he probably doesnt interact much and chooses to look at you the entire time, which annoys your friends. he answers their questions pretty bluntly. he's never down to have people over and lowkey hates when you are.

hiromi higuruma — workaholic

also self explanatory. he leaves early, comes home late. you barely see him on the weekdays. sometimes he goes as far as ignoring your calls when in between cases. he calls you periodically but has to have an alarm set to remind him. he loves you very very deeply but is just used to working non stop T_T

[bi-writes]

Does MOB ever just like.. walk up to Simon and like... Grab his ass?? Fondle his tibbies a lil bit?? Give a good squeeze to his cheeks or his milkers?? Cause if he was my husband and he was okay w it I would do that shit literally on sight every day

mail-order bride

you've been staring since he walked into the room.

he's wearing a shirt two times too small. it must be laundry day. either way, your husband looks...bigger than normal. he's cooking, standing at the kitchen counter as he sears off a few pieces of something in a pot, and when he drops a few dashes of soy sauce into the pot, you think a man has never looked so sexy sauteing onions.

he turns finally to the cutting board behind him, and he winks when he meets your eyes. you giggle involuntarily, a shrill sound leaving you because you have the biggest fucking crush on this man.

can men have tits? they can. they do. simon does. and you can see them in this tiny fucking shirt, and now you understand sometimes why your dresses end up torn on the floor of your living room--because you just want it.

"simon--"

"'ello, luv," he hums, licking some sauce off his finger before going back to chopping some herbs that lay on the cutting board. you pad further into the kitchen, coming close, and he looks up finally when you're standing right beside him. "somethin' wrong?"

"you're so hot," you whisper, and simon continues chopping, big arm moving as he leans over into your space a little.

"wot's tha'?"

"you're so hot, simon."

he chuckles lowly, moving the knife under the pile to place into a bowl. he sets down the knife and turns to face you, crossing his arms over his chest. fuck, it's making his chest look bigger, ughhh...

"somethin' the matter? ya sick?"

"no," you whine, reaching over, and he drops his arms when you forcibly move them away, pushing your hands up his stomach, over his pecs, squeezing the firm muscle there. "oh my god..." you lean in, getting on your toes, and he gives in quite easily, kissing you warmly. "i can't believe you're mine--"

simon huffs as you throw your arms around his neck, lifting your leg around his waist, and he bends to hoist you into his arms as you start trying to climb him like your very own tree (which even then might be impossible, with the huge trunk of a man that he is). you sigh when he drops your weight onto the counter, and with less distance between you, you take full advantage--licking into his mouth, feeling and squeezing up his chest, whispering between kisses i love you and is it hot in here or is it just you? and i want this, i want you, please, simon.

"wot's gotten into ya, baby?" simon murmurs, holding you at a distance. you're eager to get back to him, to kiss him again, and you whimper when he holds you firm, making you look at him. "hmm?"

"i don't know," you breathe, panting. you squeeze the back of his neck, whining, and you try and scoot closer. "i don't know, i just...you look so good...i just..."

the smile that spreads across his face takes your breath away. he's not pretty, but he's pretty. his face tells a thousand stories. a missing tooth or two, a cut lip that never healed right, the slashes that have closed over unevenly across his eyes and along his cheek--but why is he so gorgeous? what makes you so feral for this one man, more than you've ever been for anyone else in your entire life?

there's just something about him. something about simon makes him so beautiful. there's a soft heart underneath that solid chest, there's a full belly and warm body under your hands as you explore the ridges and dips of the rest of his body. he's got the stature of a protector, the eyes of a killer, but fuck, he loves like no one else.

he loves you. he loves like no one else does, ever will, ever has, and he loves you.

you giggle as you cup his cheeks, tracing his lips with your thumb, admiring him.

"sorry, it's hard to be serious," you sigh, shaking your head. "just wanna jump your bones, simon."

"me, too, luv."

"then what are we waiting for, simon?"

he tsks, drawing you closer, pressing his forehead to yours.

"no idea, baby. no fucking clue."