I promise I'm not trolling--
First, a little background. I got my first "real" knife when I was twelve years old. It was a Victorinox Farmer, and I bought it with money I received for my birthday that year. Thus began a love affair with the SAK.
By the time I got to college...I'm not sure what it was...but the Farmer was just too much knife to be carrying around. I was never a big guy, especially at that age, so that Farmer made an imprint on every jeans pocket I ever owned. I bought a Vic Spartan and that got me through college, my wedding, and the early years of my career.
By age twenty-six, I began to realize that I didn't use the majority of what the Spartan offered. I mainly used the small blade. Once in a while I'd use the screwdriver. I'm not a beer or soda drinker, so the caplifter only ever got used when someone needed to borrow it. Not once did I use the can opener. And the corkscrew? Not a wine drinker, either.
Being brand loyal, I searched the Vic counter at a local mom and pop and found the Executive. It was the PERFECT knife for me. Small blade, an even smaller backup blade, scissors (always useful to clip stray threads) and a nail file. I thought the orange peeler blade was a cool conversation piece. Except--
--I never used the orange peeler. It was just weight. And I like to go through life these days as light as possible. I bought a Vic Ambassador, which is really a large Classic. My father owned a Classic and it was always on his keychain, but to me it was too small to be of real use. Until--
I tried a Classic. Small. Useful. Could the larger Ambassador do anything the Classic couldn't? (Don't worry...I'm getting to why I hate the Peanut. Just bear with me a little while longer). Why not? So....I converted to the Classic. I have it in Alox. I have it in Stay-glo. I have it in every color imaginable. And there is always one on my keys. Except--
I'm a knife guy. Since an early age, two objects have always fascinated me: watches and knives. I got this passion from my grandfather who, among other things, built clocks. And I'd always see him use his Case tear-drop Jack for just about anything he needed to do with a knife. Once, I found a Swiss Army Knife still in the package in one of his tool boxes. It had been given to him as a gift from someone. I asked him why he never even opened it and he replied, in that John Wayne voice of his, "All a man needs are two good blades."
Well...after reading this forum and various reviews online, I began to learn of the Peanut. Small, like my Classic. But it fit my grandfather's description of what a man's knife should be. And there is something about the Peanut that defies logic. It's smaller than most SAKs, but the actual cutting surface of the clip blade is about the same. It's sort of like the TARDIS from Doctor Who (a box that is bigger on the inside than outside).
Needless to say, my wife got me a Peanut last Christmas. Chestnut bone. CV. I first used it Christmas morning to unwrap other gifts, and it sliced through ribbons, twine, and string almost as if they weren't even there. Chrome Vanadium. Grandpa's steel. I was hooked.
But I'm a knife guy. I've got drawers full of tacticals (a phase I went through. An expensive phase) and over sixty SAKs of various flavors. I loved the Peanut so much I ordered myself a Swayback Jack. Gorgeous knife, and I'd heard so many good things about it. All of them true.
My SBJ arrived on Monday, and I happily carried it all day. And I carried it Tues morning. And then--
This is why I hate the Peanut.
The Peanut my wife gave me sat on my dresser, next to Grandpa's knife. I picked it up. Held it in my right hand, SBJ in my left. The Swayback is almost twice the weight, yet the cutting surface of the blades are roughly the same. The Swayback feels so good in the hand, but it doesn't quite vanish in my pocket like the Peanut does. After holding the SBJ, and then the Peanut, the Peanut feels that much lighter. And that much more magical in the sense that the same cutting power is in both knives.
I think the Peanut may be "the one" for me. Paired with a Classic on my keys, inspired by Jackknife's tales on this forum and the conventional wisdom of my gradnfather, I'm looking at boxes and boxes of knives that more than likely will never see much use again.
I totally love the SBJ, and plan on keeping it. And maybe occasionally slipping it in my pocket and just loving the fact that I can--
But my mind has warped or something. I can't justify other knives, excess weight, excess bulk, when I know the Peanut will do everything I need, and do it extraordinarily well.
My name is Andrew, and this darn Peanut has ruined me as a consumer of all things sharp.
And that's my story.
First, a little background. I got my first "real" knife when I was twelve years old. It was a Victorinox Farmer, and I bought it with money I received for my birthday that year. Thus began a love affair with the SAK.
By the time I got to college...I'm not sure what it was...but the Farmer was just too much knife to be carrying around. I was never a big guy, especially at that age, so that Farmer made an imprint on every jeans pocket I ever owned. I bought a Vic Spartan and that got me through college, my wedding, and the early years of my career.
By age twenty-six, I began to realize that I didn't use the majority of what the Spartan offered. I mainly used the small blade. Once in a while I'd use the screwdriver. I'm not a beer or soda drinker, so the caplifter only ever got used when someone needed to borrow it. Not once did I use the can opener. And the corkscrew? Not a wine drinker, either.
Being brand loyal, I searched the Vic counter at a local mom and pop and found the Executive. It was the PERFECT knife for me. Small blade, an even smaller backup blade, scissors (always useful to clip stray threads) and a nail file. I thought the orange peeler blade was a cool conversation piece. Except--
--I never used the orange peeler. It was just weight. And I like to go through life these days as light as possible. I bought a Vic Ambassador, which is really a large Classic. My father owned a Classic and it was always on his keychain, but to me it was too small to be of real use. Until--
I tried a Classic. Small. Useful. Could the larger Ambassador do anything the Classic couldn't? (Don't worry...I'm getting to why I hate the Peanut. Just bear with me a little while longer). Why not? So....I converted to the Classic. I have it in Alox. I have it in Stay-glo. I have it in every color imaginable. And there is always one on my keys. Except--
I'm a knife guy. Since an early age, two objects have always fascinated me: watches and knives. I got this passion from my grandfather who, among other things, built clocks. And I'd always see him use his Case tear-drop Jack for just about anything he needed to do with a knife. Once, I found a Swiss Army Knife still in the package in one of his tool boxes. It had been given to him as a gift from someone. I asked him why he never even opened it and he replied, in that John Wayne voice of his, "All a man needs are two good blades."
Well...after reading this forum and various reviews online, I began to learn of the Peanut. Small, like my Classic. But it fit my grandfather's description of what a man's knife should be. And there is something about the Peanut that defies logic. It's smaller than most SAKs, but the actual cutting surface of the clip blade is about the same. It's sort of like the TARDIS from Doctor Who (a box that is bigger on the inside than outside).
Needless to say, my wife got me a Peanut last Christmas. Chestnut bone. CV. I first used it Christmas morning to unwrap other gifts, and it sliced through ribbons, twine, and string almost as if they weren't even there. Chrome Vanadium. Grandpa's steel. I was hooked.
But I'm a knife guy. I've got drawers full of tacticals (a phase I went through. An expensive phase) and over sixty SAKs of various flavors. I loved the Peanut so much I ordered myself a Swayback Jack. Gorgeous knife, and I'd heard so many good things about it. All of them true.
My SBJ arrived on Monday, and I happily carried it all day. And I carried it Tues morning. And then--
This is why I hate the Peanut.
The Peanut my wife gave me sat on my dresser, next to Grandpa's knife. I picked it up. Held it in my right hand, SBJ in my left. The Swayback is almost twice the weight, yet the cutting surface of the blades are roughly the same. The Swayback feels so good in the hand, but it doesn't quite vanish in my pocket like the Peanut does. After holding the SBJ, and then the Peanut, the Peanut feels that much lighter. And that much more magical in the sense that the same cutting power is in both knives.
I think the Peanut may be "the one" for me. Paired with a Classic on my keys, inspired by Jackknife's tales on this forum and the conventional wisdom of my gradnfather, I'm looking at boxes and boxes of knives that more than likely will never see much use again.
I totally love the SBJ, and plan on keeping it. And maybe occasionally slipping it in my pocket and just loving the fact that I can--
But my mind has warped or something. I can't justify other knives, excess weight, excess bulk, when I know the Peanut will do everything I need, and do it extraordinarily well.
My name is Andrew, and this darn Peanut has ruined me as a consumer of all things sharp.
And that's my story.