greetings and salutations, due to lockdownunder, spent my fuel budget on a 12yr single malt and a couple of lobster tails. well... the lobster tails tasted like yabbies from a muddy dam and the single malt...half the bottle and it still tastes like metholated spririts!..will be a more dicerning consumer next time. now to the point of this spirit induced rave. Is drunk weilding/fondeling of your busse knife a thing? I find that nude drunk weilding realy helps to dicipline my form, is nude weilding a thing? no cuts or trips to the emergency department yet! although decades of practice may have influenced such hubris.