It was an unremarkable afternoon; nothing
at all was unusual. Aaron, my husband, had just come home from work and was
relaxing on the couch. I was in the kitchen preparing dinner. It was a Monday,
or perhaps a Tuesday. It really could have been any day of the week as all of
the usual pieces of my life were in just all the usual places. Everything except
one piece, and that one item sitting in its wrong place was about to change
everything.
I brought the carrots out of the
refrigerator and reached for my favorite J.A. Henckel’s chef knife. To my
slight surprise, it wasn’t in its usual home, sitting with its knife friends in
its convenient hardwood knife block. That’s right, I remembered, I had washed
it and it was drying in the lower rack of the dishwasher. What happened
next turned my very ordinary day into one of the most painful experiences of my
life. You see, the chef’s knife is very sharp, but many things in a modern
kitchen are sharp -- Including the curved steel blades of my Ninja Master Prep professional
blender.