All Of The Crap They Send Me

I don’t really understand why anyone would need 28 whisks, but I’m sure there is a reason. I guess it’s like thei innuit people who have heaps of different words for snow – because, presumably they understand the subtle variations in kinds of snow that we don’t know anything about. So to with chefs, who understand that when you whisk egg, or whisk cream – they understand the variations in subtlety that comes through use of different kinds of whisk.

Or, of course, I could be speaking absolute crap.