The fork your grandfather would've owned.
There was a time when a man bought one carving fork. Used it for 40 years. Then handed it to his son.
Now we live in the era of 27-piece sets that break before the warranty card hits the trash. Plastic handles that melt. Tines that bend the first time you lift a brisket out of a smoker.
This fork is the other thing. Heavy-gauge stainless. Walnut handle. Three rivets that won't loosen. The kind of tool you only buy once.
It's not nostalgic. It's not a museum piece. It's just made the way these things used to be made — because that's still the right way.
— Mike
The dude that's the founder