When I lived in Oak Park, there was a guy who would drive around on summer weekends clanging an iron triangle and driving a small van which would pull up and park on the side of the street or in your driveway while he worked on your knives. An adult version of the ice cream man. Not a bad idea!
There is a guy who does that on the UWS in NYC, sort of for fun. It's his Grandfather's old truck and was once the family business. His son comes sometimes, making it a four generation enterprise (possibly 5 or 6 -- there was a cart before the truck). I suggested they have a website and tweet their schedule -- it works for the Treats Truck and a bunch of others.
I know more than one person who has had their (expensive) cutlery ruined by the guy in the knife sharpening truck.
We get our knives sharpened here: [link] Which is great, since they do a great job and while you wait you can hold a sword for "Pirates of the Carribean V" or some other epic.
I have one of these. And pretty straightforward not very expensive knives.
@PREPRESSHULK: TWITTERER SMASH PREPRESS COMEDY
It's been many years since I worked in prepress, but @PREPRESSHULK is giving me gigglefits: "HULK LOVE SUBTLE SPACING OF OPTICAL KERNING AND OPTICAL MARGIN ALIGNMENT!!" "HULK SURE CUSTOMER SECRETARY OR NEPHEW WITH COMPUTER SEND HULK BEAUTIFUL PRESS-READY FILE!! HULK WAIT EXPECTANTLY!!" "HULK LAUNCH QUARKXPRESS. DREAD FILL HULK OVERSIZED HEART."
Why did they want the opinion of a 19 year old teenaged boy, and not you?
Not entirely sure. But the automated voice asked for the youngest adult male in the household, so whatever.
Scrappy, that's perfect! I'm sure he can tell me which of my weapons will hold an edge and which won't. I've been looking for a guy like that for a long time now.
right?
sounds like motive in a mystery novel.
My stainless Chicago cutlery has a sharpener in the knife block. Set so that I can't really do it particularly wrong.
Also. What is wrong with my ear? It seems like I have water in it, but it started the day after I showered, not the day of. It makes me want to take a bath to submerge my ears as if doing it backward would clear it. Okay, I probably just want to take a bath. But still.
I am so tired, y'all. I don't know how to shake it. And I have so much shit to do, but I cannot make myself do it. I just want to go to bed.
Timelies all!
Gary's out of town this week, so his mom took me out to dinner tonight. whee.
