Well, it's been awhile. I have been dealing with various issues lately and have neglected you guys and I apologize for that.lol
A while back I posted one of Chef's knives that was in a brawl and Eamon was given the task of bringing it back to life unfortunately, life has gotten in the way and that project is on hold. Apparently all the other projects are on hold also.lol Oh, well.
When I posted I told you guys that I also received several other of Chef's knives and would be keeping them private for awhile. Well that time has passed and I want to share with you a few of my favorite pieces and give you a little bit of background for each of them. First up is one of the largest chef knives I have seen in a long time. It has a 14" blade and surprisingly is American made. It was made by Lampson & Goodnow around the turn of the century. Chef, said that he stole it during WW1 from an Army field kitchen. The kids where play fighting Nazis, as kids do even during war. They ran through the area and accidentally knocked over some tables, when he went to pick up the things the cook kicked him and laughed when he fell over into the mud. (He said that this guy was a particular ass and would throw rotten food and potatoes at the kids. The kids would intentionally run through his area in the hopes that they could collect the food he threw, so they would have something to eat.) He grabbed the closest thing he could to defend himself and realized he had grabbed a sword. He took one look at it, got up and ran away. When he got back to the kids and they saw his sword, they switched games and he became Lancelot. He has kept his sword ever since.
It is 14 inches long
has a carbon steel blade and an oak handle that chef said he whittled from an old pallet after he had broken the handle in one of his battles.
The blade has a great distal taper and is remarkably lite
There is a slight curve to the blade from more battle damage.
The handle is massive ( chef was only 5'4" but he had massive hands and wrists and if he grabbed you you moved even into his eighties) (probably from moving all that cast iron)