I am sad to report the passing of my beloved kitchen scissors. They had been with me through quite a lot - marriage, the purchase of a first house, the birth of the Toddler, the sale of the first house . . . you get the idea.
I loved them.
I used them for everything - cutting lettuce, cutting chicken, cutting pizza . . . opening wine
That last one (opening wine) was the one that did them in.
Oh scissors. I will miss you!