I wasn't going to post this, but my wife said someone here might get a kick out of it.
So there we were, in the kitchen. My wife, the fresh-cooled cake and me. As she reached for one of the large serrated specimens from her gourmet knife set to cut two pieces for us, I reached for my Steel Heart-E (always close at hand, of course). She insisted that I couldn't use that "dirty thing" to cut her cake, because it's too soft and spongy and the knife's too thick and non-serrated. I explained to her that not only is my SH clean, it's scary sharp. She mockingly repeated "scary sharp" and said "the piece you crush is yours." So I unsheathed the steel and began. Much to her surprise, but not to mine (or anyone else here) the knife went through evenly with no crushing whatsoever.
What's the point of the story? I'm not sure. But I offer it as a testament to the ability of the Men from Wauseon to produce quality, nuclear-tough, eminently usable quarter inch hunks of steel that can punch through car doors, chop hardwood, chip concrete and cut angel food cake.
Thanks Jerry. My wife and I salute you.
Sherman
So there we were, in the kitchen. My wife, the fresh-cooled cake and me. As she reached for one of the large serrated specimens from her gourmet knife set to cut two pieces for us, I reached for my Steel Heart-E (always close at hand, of course). She insisted that I couldn't use that "dirty thing" to cut her cake, because it's too soft and spongy and the knife's too thick and non-serrated. I explained to her that not only is my SH clean, it's scary sharp. She mockingly repeated "scary sharp" and said "the piece you crush is yours." So I unsheathed the steel and began. Much to her surprise, but not to mine (or anyone else here) the knife went through evenly with no crushing whatsoever.
What's the point of the story? I'm not sure. But I offer it as a testament to the ability of the Men from Wauseon to produce quality, nuclear-tough, eminently usable quarter inch hunks of steel that can punch through car doors, chop hardwood, chip concrete and cut angel food cake.
Thanks Jerry. My wife and I salute you.
Sherman
