It's amazing to me how much I enjoy fine knives. I had no rush tonight and was making a Diane sauce for some fillets, and pulled out a petty I got from Jon to slice my garlic. I spent 15 minutes trying to slice up 4 cloves so thin I could see through them. My skill needs work, but darn does that knife cut well.
Several times I simply stopped and looked at that dead sexy lacquered handle.
I swear this hobby will be the death of me.