Zen and the Art of Tool Maintenance
<p>My workshop right now is in a storage locker in Ukraine, and I don’t have access to most of my beloved woodworking tools, many of which I inherited from my father and grandfather. My substitute for this lack of shaping wood is my love of crafting delicious foods. My kitchen is full of quality cookware and gadgets for the preparation of meals.</p>
<p>Sunday is the day of maintenance and out goes in rounds. Round one is sharpening. I retrieve my whetstone from its place behind the microwave and lay out the knives, from my folded steel, wooden handle chef knife to the plastic stamped-steel paring blade we picked up at a gas station, and I work on each in turn, each of them getting the same attention, periodically testing their edge on a sheet of wax paper until they almost fall through the fibers leaving a clean cut. For the rest of the week, chopping vegetables is not a chore but a pleasure, and I can enjoy the artistry of tomato slices no thicker than a credit card.</p>
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