I got this cleaver from my grandmother by way of my dad. The cleaver used to belong to my granfather who died when my dad was just 7. Grandpa Ritz was a butcher for a while, among other jobs he held, and this was one of the cleavers he used for work. I'm not sure exactly the next time I'll need to do some serious work on a big hunk of animal, but I know what knife I'll be reaching for.
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