Wooden Knives, Randoms of Handmedown Kitchendom

Few kitchenwares get passed down—some get lost in nooks, some trashed from forgotten (burnt) rice or rust. Some, no one wants. Then there's the few stragglers that remain from a set and become go-tos—a random fork with a funky engraving you know nothing about; an old kettle with a crazy-hot handle that you love anyway.

I have a stout, stemless wine glass like that with a horseshoe on its base. And a wood-handled knife. It sort of looks like this, courtesy the 1911-born Brazilian company whose name I found on the blade. But Dad can't remember where he got it before he settled down and the American site is down, too. Any old kitchen draw stragglers you wish you had twelvefold?

Maybe just the one is okay.