Fiskars Kitchen Scissors are the ultimate workers.
I use them to cut up chicken, trim fish, open packets of Passata, cut out recipes, empty peanut packets and tap against my chin while I stare glaikitly out the kitchen window. They are one of my favourite cooking things.
A design classic, the immediately recognisable orange handles have been welded to Fiskars scissors since 1967. The colour is immediately the orange of old 70s trimphones, flowered wallpaper from your childhood, the Dutch 1974 World Cup team, plastic bucket chairs of the 1980s.
Perhaps aware of the power of this colour, Fiskars Orange is now officially trademarked.
The scissors are superb to hold, I feel, and the serrated Stainless jaws are incredibly robust and industrial – with the curved blades and velociraptor style teeth, they fixate on whatever you’re cutting with a kind of grim fascination.
The scissors are held together by a great screw bolt like something straight from a tank or submarine. This isn’t just for show, because it allows you to adjust the tension on the scissors. Or at least it would – I’ve never needed to because my pair seem set up for all purposes. I’m able to crunch through roast chickens with them, but they also have the precision for finer things like cropping chives and cutting off the plastic tags on new kitchen utensils, those white plastic cable-ties fixed on by demons.
Fiskars were the first plastic handled scissors and since they appeared have sold over 1 billion pairs. 1 billion pairs of scissors. It’s amazing to think on that, and also it isn’t. They are just incredibly high quality things, and beautiful in a Kenneth Branagh as Wallander sort of way. While lots of knife sets come with a free pair of scissors, and there are lots of cheap pairs on sale everywhere, good scissors really make themselves known, and the Fiskars make a bit of a mockery of any other attempt.
Even though the Fiskars are a bit more expensive, they’re worth it.