“A dozen exquisite Lagouile steak knives are balanced on the felt, each handle carved of a different wood. I choose a bloody rosewood, to match the hue of the veal I’ll be carving it with.”
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Ventnor or Bust!
“Harry?” “Jim… Jim?… Jim! Just give me a moment – let me go indoors so I can hear you properly....
