My new Japanese mandoline finally arrived by mail delivery on tuesday, and I've promptly got the scars to prove it.
I'm glad it was new, and sharp otherwise I might have ripped a piece of skin off instead of these wonerfully precise jullienne slices.
This isn't the moment after the tragedy, it's just a dirty mandoline, a very sharp and dirty mandoline.
I'm glad it was new, and sharp otherwise I might have ripped a piece of skin off instead of these wonerfully precise jullienne slices.
This isn't the moment after the tragedy, it's just a dirty mandoline, a very sharp and dirty mandoline.
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OUCH!
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