Slices and Dices

…A few months ago, my good knife disappeared.  Vanished.  Let us not dwell on the creepy possiblities of a mega-sharp knife disappearing, even if it does sound like the first 15 minutes of a Lifetime movie.  In all likelihood, I suspect that my good knife has disappeared to the place where all good utensils go to die:  namely, my backyard.  Despite the fact that I have grilled my children numerous times with the are-you-sure-you-didn't-move-it question, and they have issued sturdy denials, I still worry if the good knife is languishing with his cousins, the spoons, at the bottom of the sandbox… {read more at}