It's a bird, it's a plane...

No, it's SUPER WHISK!

I will readily admit that I love my whisk and deem it a superhero of the kitchen. There is nothing that makes an amateur chef feel more classically trained than the sound of steel wires beating against a chilled metal bowl in an effort to make homemade whipped cream.

My whisk, probably made by OXO, sits quietly in my ceramic tool vase on the edge of my stove. Like Clark Kent, no one really notices the wisk until it is ready for action. Or, when it is put to work whipping up eggs for a fluffy omelette, whisking eggs and sugar together for a "Super" confection, or preparing egg whites for use in a souffle.

Alas, every superhero is subject to a form of Kryptonite! Oxidation is the enemy of the whisk. Whether it comes from being put back in its storage container before it is really dry, or from hanging out in a drawer with unsavory wet tools, rust is hard to avoid. A trip through the dishwasher is not always the best cure. When it happens to my whisk, I gently wipe it down with a wet scouring pad and rinse with hot water to return it to its original stainless steel gleam.

At the risk of sounding like a sexual cliche, bigger is better with whisks. I'm not sure why mini-whisks were developed. Other than looking really cute, they are hard to hold and make it difficult to make anything really fluffy.

If you don't already own one, I urge you to buy a big whisk and fight the forces of evil by tackling a recipe for chocolate souffle.

“Glass City Gourmet” is a chronicle of one woman's attempt to cook, eat, diet and entertain with both flair and whimsy while based in Toledo, Ohio. I encourage you to read on as the "Glass City Gourmet" attempts grand recipes, samples locally owned restaurants, visits indigenous markets and humbly pursues her quest to be formally recognized as the official "Glass City Gourmet".