I was posting a comment on Blork's blog but I deemed it necessary to repost it here.
It seems Blork bought himself a shiny new Gyutou knife. This is a truly dangerous instrument. (Parental discretion advised)
Anyway, this is what I had to say (speaking of my propensity to cutting off the upper portion of my thumb):
Yeah, I'm sorry I said "upper-right" as the upper left is always the victim. I just wish that I could get that "tuck-in-the-fingers" technique that you always see, but I never have. It's pathetic.
However, I have an inordinate respect for sharp knives.
In my book, julienning carrots is the worst, closely followed by peppers. If the knife doesn't immediately bite in both cases, it slips. Potatoes are annoying, because they "suck" the knife, and garlic also, as it seems to want to stick everywhere unless you're well lubricated (maybe in more senses than one) but I Fear The Carrots. They are my Armageddon. They will get me one day, and it ain't gonna be pretty. All you hand surgeons pay close attention.
But sometimes it gets really hairy, let me tell you. I try not to let my mind drift . . . at all. You read these stories of "Man loses hand to bolt cutter" but you really, really have to be careful . . . after all, the same knife that is carving graceful shards from a partially-frozen slice of filet mignon is equally capable of . . .
Okay, I'm creeping myself out so I'll stop there.
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