My Mom's Spiral Whisk Has Been Feeding Our Family for 50 Years

This past weekend I was preparing panfried okra. I gently lifted one of my range-fed eggs from its nest in the carton. My left hand opened the refrigerator, grabbed the milk, and closed the door in one fluid sequence. My fingers slid over the smooth chrome edge as I choose the proper sized mixing bowl. I instinctively pivoted and opened my kitchen utensil drawer and lowered my hand to grab my Kitchen Aid medium whisk. The muscle memory in my hand was already preparing for the size of its handle and the weight distribution of its shape....more
@Rachel Vdolek your ancestors would no doubt wish for you to have more umph in your ...more
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