Yeah, sorry my comment was a bit misleading. I spent a lot of time around my grans when I was a kid, and later as a young adult and a ... less young adult? We lived in the same houses (two, because my parents were divorced). They didn't sharpen knives. They both took great pride in their cooking, but they would just stare at you if you asked them about things like knife skills or mise en place. They were Greek housewives not French chefs.
I'm pretty sure we didn't have "professional sharpening services" either, when I was growing up in Greece. I think I've seen men with whetstones on their backs in old movies, or paintings, but I've never seen anyone like that live. Nor do I remember any shop that did that sort of work.
Why is it so hard to believe that housewives rarely sharpen knives? It even rhymes.
Maybe they understood you better if you didn't insist on speaking french? Arranging your ingredients when mixing them comes pretty naturally to most people even if they don't know a fancy phrase for it.
I'm pretty sure we didn't have "professional sharpening services" either, when I was growing up in Greece. I think I've seen men with whetstones on their backs in old movies, or paintings, but I've never seen anyone like that live. Nor do I remember any shop that did that sort of work.
Why is it so hard to believe that housewives rarely sharpen knives? It even rhymes.