I would seriously, and without any chiding tone whatsoever, advise learning to do it yourself. I just did it to a knife this evening. All you need is one good whetstone, at the ready.
Thatâs good advice but it still irks me that I should have to. To return to the automotive maintenance metaphor: itâs not that I donât know how to change the oil on my car, itâs that any city with hundreds of thousands of drivers should have large number of convenient service stations.
I get it. I hate cleaning. It irks me to have to. In my world, I want that honed âshing!â to my knives and so I do it myself. Same for cleaning the pool. I donât want some dumb kid in my back yard screwing up the place. So I do that myself too. But cleaning the house? Nnnnnnnnope.
The tamari + sherry combo is a killer for all kinds of dishes, but especially soups. Youâd never consciously place it if you donât know, it just blends in and makes everything richer.
Murky and redolent! Itâs the stuff I get from the local health-food coop in the one quart cardboard boxes, if that helps; I canât remember the brand but itâs probably Pacific or Imagine.
That would be the standard way, yes; I do it that way for some other soups by sauteing them in the soup pot at the outset. That approach doesnât work as well for this one due to the initial step of boiling and draining the split peas at the beginning. Since that meant I was cooking the onion bits separately anyway, I found I like them to have a more distinct flavor so now I add them closer to the end instead of at the beginning.
As I write up these details, I realize itâs evolved gradually via a series of little changes over a period of time. Keep the successful changes, discard the meh. Eventually the accumulation becomes something special.
Good idea on the ricer. Iâm leaving mine chunky. I had a taste, Oy! So yum. I have the stock ready for gravy and stuffing. Everything is set. Just have to get up early for the turkey.
Bread baked, turkey boned, all stocks have beenade, all veg that could be prepared is, @renke the black forest has been baked , pecans candied, linens washed and starchedâŠ