Our household has somewhere in the neighborhood of eight chef knives. There are a couple of Henckels in there, a 9" Warther that has been in my family for over 60 years, one from Clyde Cutlery (my favorite), something called an Electro Cut and some no-names. Some came when Conchita moved in, the rest came from my pop, who was a cook and food writer.
Since my pop was raised in Dover, Ohio, we were steeped in Warther culture as kids, and squabbled over the Warther knives. I came away with three pieces: the chef knife, a nifty little cleaver, and a paring knife that is still in service even though the blade is largely eroded from sixty years of sitting in toxic dishwater.
The only one that I bought is a long-bladed stainless Mora (6.5") that gets more use than any of them. As soon as Conchita saw it, she drafted it into the kitchen. It was never meant to be a kitchen knife and the guard can get in the way, but it cuts so effortlessly and requires so little maintenance that it it the first knife either of us looks for. If I were looking to buy kitchen knives, I would sure take a look at the Moras.