Chopping boards have become unbearably heavy to scrub and rinse and put up to drain. As I brush away at them and the little iron rings at one end suddenly pull out of the wood and cause multiple splash injury or threaten my feet, I think of all those health and safety warnings about using wooden boards.
These have seen long sevice, they are scarred and grooved in the culinary wars of goodness knows how long. Contemplating their lives in a kitchen that has been overrun by Germans, English, Americans, Partisans, then the same lot in a different order all over again, it is worrying that people ate anything and everything in those times.
So on Saturday there will be pristine, approved boards as used in the cleanest of environments. This lot can be hung up to dry, retired with honour above the kitchen dressers.
Those plastic boards weigh next to nothing too.
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