I want to be a knife that is chopping fruits
not skinning them
I want to be made out of Damascus
not stainless steel.
I want to be taken care of with a caring owner
not one that chips me and scratches me.
I want to be used for fancy meals
not dog meals.
I want to hang on the wall to see my owner enjoy their meal,
not in the cupboard waiting to be used
I want to be used by a chef that cares about me,
not a butcher’s assistant that doesn’t make me clean
I want to be cared for just like a human does,
I want to be a knife that can cut cleanly through my chef’s goals
By Gojus
