I slid my sharpening steel out from the utensils drawer and guided the front and back sides of my dull chef’s knife over the stone.  Shhusssss shhussss.  Oh, that sound brought me so much pleasure.  Shhusssss shhussss.  Nothing made me feel more like a superhero than putting a fresh edge on a knife– my arm… Read More Marching Madness (featuring Enchilada-Stuffed Baby Peppers)