How Not to Open a Bottle of Wine

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!