Recipe: Next, use a whisk to--
Me: Oh you mean the food cage. You mean the wretched food prison that steals whatever it is you're stirring into the center, never to be returned no matter how you struggle and toil? An apparatus both bastardful and fuckeresque that maliciously generates five new crevices full of slime every time you think you've finally scrubbed it clean? Fuck you I will use a spoon. Sicko
