roadfix
Chef Extraordinaire
When handling cans of tuna they do make a peculiar clunking sound....compared to other canned items.
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I've worked in restaurant kitchens and worked a lot of years in the dietary departments of nursing homes and I remember opening those big huge industrial-sized cans of fruits and vegetables using an opener that was attached to the edge of the metal work tables and you raise the lever, slide the can under, then quickly push down with the lever to punch a hole in the can. Then you twisted the lever around and around and around until the can was open. We had one that was really tough to use and it was like getting a small workout opening cans on that thing.
Funny you should mention that....I forgot all about those until now. I worked at a school years ago that had a kitchen, and had the same industrial can opener....really gave the arms a work out . Kind of like this one, but not as new.
That picture and your comments, Linda and Cheryl, remind me of my high school job working in a nursing home's kitchen. I mostly filled and delivered trays of food to the residents, but sometimes I was drafted to work in the kitchen when they were short-handed. I still can't eat Alphabet soup to this day - one of the residents, Bridget, didn't like the letters. If any of them made it into her mouth, she'd fish them out and put them into my upturned hand. Oddly, she was my favorite resident! I even made her a birthday cake when she turned something like 90.
While it is TV (in other words not based in actual reality), the fault doesn't lie with millenials. Their parents are to blame.
When I took my son hiking the other day, I brought a can of baked beans to eat after being heated by the fire.
I handed him the can and asked him to open it. He asked me if I had a P-38 handy, then he explained to me why the 38 and 51 were named as such. I never knew that.
When I told him that I didn't know if I had one in my pack (I did), he suggested that we open it in several different ways, from using a heavy bladed knife (my Morakniv or his e.d.c.), to the prepper method of scraping the edge on a coarse rock.
So, who the heck is raising a kid who doesn't know how to use a can opener?
I too have one of those manual jobbers that doesn’t leave a sharp rim, but I’m thinking of getting a battery operated one. My arthritis in my hands is not nearly as debilitating as some of you have, but it is becoming a chore to twist the thing.
Mom had an avocado green electric can opener back in the sixties. It seemed to me very difficult to operate, but maybe that’s cause I was only seven. I also remember it being very loud.
There aren't too many tins that don't come with a ring-pull. My son has issues with pulling these, so bought himself a device which does the job nicely.
Recently I bought a tin of salmon, not noticing it had no ring-pull on it, and couldn't find a can opener. Hubby lent me the one on his pen knife, but that didn't work. Eventually, after a lot of searching, my son suggested there was one in our motorhome, so I looked and, sure enough, there was my old faithful handheld, manual tin opener - joy!
Do millennials need the contents of the tin already out of the tin?
Gillian