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Decided to cook outside tonight, at least some by open fire. Started off in the kitchen with the usual culprits...and my new Magnum Camp Knife (courtesy of the Northeast Beckerheads and Ka-Bar):

I haven't sharpened it since I got it, and I put it to my kitchen steel and realized that it was gonna take way more than that to put an edge on that thang that it deserves. Out to the garage:

I just built that stand for my grinder so I could put it to use more easily...designed it to fold up (remove the grinder top and shelf) when not in use. Trying to organize while accumulating more stuff. Hard felt wheel and emery first, then the WorkSharp 6000 belt and back to the grinder with cr1 on the wheel:

Getting there!

Gotta be sharp if yer gunna work in my kitchen! Made a short order cutting up coupla peppers and onions. mmm....sliiceey.

bagged and tagged...chili, onion and garlic powz, margarine, salt. shoulda scanned it before I wrapped it
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Got the fire ready to go with my 9 and the trusty Fiskars X7 Biggest problem I have is I am hopeless using a firesteel. Big time suck at it. Luckily, my survival in my backyard was assured by the Earl of Bic. (I have great tinder, lights in a second with the Bic, no go with the steel.) Still, a great fire, and a perfect fire evening: cold enough to enjoy the heat, not so cold as to freeze your backside off while warming up the frontside.



The last of corn for the season and the peppahznunyuns on the grill, Applegate Farms beef dogs (so good..) on the fire.....

and, oh yes, because this is what holds the fabric of my universe together and urges me forward through life, the holy spirit, let there be....er:

see? aptly monikered.
I don't know about anyone else, but I have a very hard time doing anything without one or two major detours. I mean, a grinder and a WorkSharp just to cut some peppers and onions? I've got several very sharp knives in my kitchen already. I don't know why I do half the stuff I do. Just compelled to do stuff. Make things. So that was my time vertical this afternoon/evening. Thanks for checking it out. You'll never get those minutes back, y'know. Not any of them.

I haven't sharpened it since I got it, and I put it to my kitchen steel and realized that it was gonna take way more than that to put an edge on that thang that it deserves. Out to the garage:

I just built that stand for my grinder so I could put it to use more easily...designed it to fold up (remove the grinder top and shelf) when not in use. Trying to organize while accumulating more stuff. Hard felt wheel and emery first, then the WorkSharp 6000 belt and back to the grinder with cr1 on the wheel:

Getting there!

Gotta be sharp if yer gunna work in my kitchen! Made a short order cutting up coupla peppers and onions. mmm....sliiceey.

bagged and tagged...chili, onion and garlic powz, margarine, salt. shoulda scanned it before I wrapped it


Got the fire ready to go with my 9 and the trusty Fiskars X7 Biggest problem I have is I am hopeless using a firesteel. Big time suck at it. Luckily, my survival in my backyard was assured by the Earl of Bic. (I have great tinder, lights in a second with the Bic, no go with the steel.) Still, a great fire, and a perfect fire evening: cold enough to enjoy the heat, not so cold as to freeze your backside off while warming up the frontside.



The last of corn for the season and the peppahznunyuns on the grill, Applegate Farms beef dogs (so good..) on the fire.....

and, oh yes, because this is what holds the fabric of my universe together and urges me forward through life, the holy spirit, let there be....er:

see? aptly monikered.
I don't know about anyone else, but I have a very hard time doing anything without one or two major detours. I mean, a grinder and a WorkSharp just to cut some peppers and onions? I've got several very sharp knives in my kitchen already. I don't know why I do half the stuff I do. Just compelled to do stuff. Make things. So that was my time vertical this afternoon/evening. Thanks for checking it out. You'll never get those minutes back, y'know. Not any of them.