I have sharpened my kitchen knives after quite a while.
I usually sharpen them once a month, but it’s been a bit longer this time for some reasons. Whenever my knives became dull, I used to nag my husband to sharpen them. Now, after I learned how to sharpen them through watching some YouTube videos, I do it whenever I feel like it. Although I am not sure how well I actually do this task, I think my knife-sharpening skill is pretty good since the knives I sharpen easily chop through carrots.
After soaking the sharpening stone in water until the bubbles stop coming out, I push the knives against the stone and they just glide smoothly. I take out all the kitchen knives I have and put them in the sink and sharpen them one by one. From a big Chinese kitchen knife that looks like I don’t quite deserve to use to a tiny fruit knife that’s as big as my palm, I sharpen them all and they are good for almost a month. Once I concentrate on the scraping sound and the sensations I feel through my fingers, unnecessary thoughts are gone. Here and now, there is only this knife making both rough and soft sounds at the same time. It is almost like a meditative experience.
I have finished sharpening them all again today.
Arranging them on the table gives me this pleasure and pride. Today, I am cooking curry with these knives.