I never thought of that! We don't have grapefruit knives--I always peel it and eat it like an orange (after peeling off that tough membrane on each section). My favorite knives are some straight blade high carbon steel knives that I sharpen every so often on a stone. I agree with the earlier suggestion about wrapping the unwanted knives in a stiff sleeve of newspaper and taping it shut. Mark it clearly and hand it off to the thrift shop folks.

Sounds like you've gotten a toehold on the declutter process--kitchen cabinets can provide almost endless entertainment and a strong element of nostalgia. I have a couple of stacks of my mother's old booklet-style cookbooks on the dining room table. In the last couple of weeks I've had visitors who sat and looked through them and would burst out with some particularly unappetizing or truly remarkable food combination (last night Moonglow found a recipe for a celery stick appetizer that called for a can of Dinty Moore sausages (I thought they only made canned stew), pureed, 1 cup of sauerkraut juice, and I can't remember the third ingredient. Cheese? Anyway, it was ground up and piped into the celery and laid out for a snack. Yuck! But what fun to get to that Yuck, sitting around the kitchen table looking at 40 and 50 year old and older cookbooks. Maybe instead of an eBay fate, these need their own shelf in the kitchen, and can come out as ice breakers during social gatherings?

SRS