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I am very pleased to discover that the owner/namesake of Tryg's is NOT my ex-boyfriend from high school.


Just one of a million Swedes around these parts.


If I get you a full Wusthof knife set, you have to promise me a complete All-Clad copper set by Feb.


I have the set, I need the block. I was using the wall-mount magnet to store my knives, but I've since moved and there isn't anywhere to put it in the new kitchen.

Buy me the pull-apart shears and we'll work something out.

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