Keep your knives sharp, Anchorage 🔪

Notes on: Northern Knives, a birthday cake raffle, great food cart wings, local tulips, Hawaiian-style chicken, PB& J cake, pilot-dentists, Carrs-Gambell plantains

Anchorage is a place of curious Venn diagrams. Like how older ladies and drag queens intersect because of a shared love for vintage full-length fur. Pilots and dentists overlap in a legion of Alaska pilot-dentists (Are there dentists who *aren’t* pilots? Is it even a Venn diagram?). You and at least half the strangers you see in a day probably overlap in the realms of dipnetting, rescue husky mixes, sentimentality about old Subarus or Moose’s Tooth Avalanche pizza.

Perhaps one of my favorite Anchorage Venn diagrams, and your assignment for this week’s how-to-love-Anchorage adventure, sits in a little storefront on Fifth Avenue where food people in chef pants intersect with sportsmen types who carry polarized sunglasses on the brims of their camo ball caps: Northern Knives.

Listen, I know your kitchen knives are dull, OK? That carbon steel post that came with the knife set is meaningless. I was once like you. But then a good friend got me a sharpening gift card and some hemostatic gauze.…