Harold Dieterle: "In 1998, I was deboning a New York strip steak when a dishwasher bumped into me. The knife sliced through my thumb right down to the bone. Light-headed and dizzy, I drank a Coke before cauterizing the wound on the flat-top grill. Then I drove to the local drugstore to buy gauze and tape, and returned to work. After we'd completed dinner service, I took myself to the nearest E.R., where I was given 32 stitches."