AllenOK, I always wonder what people use on their edges. And frankly, I have bizarre rituals and procedures, myself.
As you might know, I toss knives into the freezer if I think it might help on a really good edge. Right now, the nakiri I repaired is taped up and sitting in the the freezer since yesterday. I have frozen a knife for several weeks, and it came out great.
After much debating, the professional sharpeners have come to think that freezing a knife before sharpening isn't really doing anything to the HRC of a blade itself.
Since the edge is the thinnest, most fragile part, a good freeze may be keeping the very edge rigid for any work the tinker must do.
Is this really worth the effort? Well, until some philanthropist shakes my hand, the nakiri will be for my personal use--because the cost is skyrocketing.
Look at the time I invested in research and sweat equity just to get the blade straight. And when I mean "straight" I mean 'OCD straight,' like better than factory.
Now it's about to receive several hours of carefully making the bevel uniform front-to-back, and then left-to-right. That's a slow pain for any knife. (When Buzz came to see me I wanted to do a knife for a demonstration. As is my luck, the only knife I had that needed a sharpening was so far out of whack it shouldn't have escaped the Q/C at the factory.)
After all of this, the knife is then re-frozen for a polishing. Finer stones, polishing papers, paste and glass, and then finer paste on finer papers on Glaziers glass.
Now, is this work practical, worthwhile, affordable or even logical? Of course not! As a dealer, I paid 59 bucks for this knife. Considering all of the extra-curricular monkey-motion this knife has caused, I might be investing 200 to 300 dollars worth of time and materials into a six-inch knife.
To a professional chef (and I mean, think "Iron Chef"), acquiring the knife for perfect slices may indeed be worth it for presentation at a four-star. They write off their costs, and who knows, they might even toss the knife in the "junk drawer" when it got dull.
For us peons, it means "the biker got bored, needed a project."
Edit: You do realize that as a consumer, I'm not wealthy enough to afford a "Bada Bing polish." The knife will ultimately get sold to a chef. I cannot even afford my own work.