TREATS: 3 out of 4
BELLY-RUB POTENTIAL: 3 out of 4
Last week, the Lady and I ventured out on a quest. Sadly, it was not a quest to get me more bully sticks but rather to find a springform pan. I had no idea what that was, but the Lady said that it was a special kind of cake pan She wants to use for our friend Lili’s Tres Leches cake challenge. She had such a pan many years ago but jettisoned it along with other baking supplies when She moved to a tiny New York kitchen. But bit by bit, some of these baking tools have crept back into our kitchen.
Our mission took us to Whisk, a kitchenware shop in the Flatiron District, just a block away from Madison Square Park. Upon entering, we were greeted by a friendly Whisk human who asked the Lady if I would like a treat. Impressed with this prompt service, I immediately sat, ready for a biscuit. Then the Lady pulled a trick so dastardly I could hardly believe what I was hearing.
“Let’s wait until we’re leaving,” She said. “Otherwise, he’ll just want more.”
The Whisk human, presumably operating under the mistaken directive of “The customer is always right,” agreed to this preposterous and insulting proposal. Never mind that I, too, am a customer.
Being a mature individual, I refrained from making a fuss. Instead, I helped the treacherous Lady in her search for
more ways to betray me a springform pan. This took us some time because there was so much to see.
There is nothing that makes humans feel more superior than the rest of us mammals than taking a simple task—such as preparing and eating food—and needlessly complicating it. For example, this is my approach to preparing food:
- Find food
- Scarf down as much food as I can as quickly as possible*
- Find more food
Humans, by contrast, have developed a staggering number of ways to play with their food. I don’t really object to this, because if my People are cooking, there is a good chance something will be dropped on the floor for me to eat. But beyond the act of preparing daily meals, there is an entire industry devoted to talking about and writing about things to do with food. As if that weren’t enough, many humans on Instagram post nothing but pictures of their food, leading to an endless stream of avocado toast glamour shots. I have thought about hopping on this bandwagon, but I am not sure how compelling daily photos of Origen Six-Fish kibble would be to my followers.
Many of these food preparation techniques require specialized tools, contraptions, and gadgets. Though it is relatively small (and thankfully did not require me to be confined to a shopping cart), Whisk seemed to carry whatever a human who likes to cook might need. In its rustic and charming space we found everything from dish scrubbers to sushi knives, from tiffin carriers to a well-curated selection of cookbooks.
The Lady said it would be very easy to walk out of here with several bags worth of items, but She restrained herself. (However, there was a beautiful glazed blue tagine near the entrance that the Guy is welcome to purchase as a surprise gift anytime he wants.) The back of the shop is dedicated to baking supplies, with a wall of cookie cutters (which could also be used to make dog biscuits, ahem) and shelves full of colored sugars, sprinkles and other baking decorations. I am sure my friend Ms. Jodi at Life in Between could find something sweet to make with those.
Of course, this was where we found the springform pans. As soon as the Lady had chosen one, I decided to hustle her towards the checkout, lest she start dawdling over mini teak spoons or porcelain elephant creamers.
As the Lady paid for our purchases, I began to worry that the Whisk humans would have forgotten about me and my stomach. But I had no need to worry. On our way out, I was rewarded with a biscuit, behind-the-ear scratches, and some lovely compliments.
Well-sated and in a generous mood, I chose to ignore the Lady’s smug expression. But I fear this new “wait until we leave” tactic is going to be Her modus operandi on future shopping expeditions. Counter-strategy suggestions, anyone?
Whisk has stores in Brooklyn, Manhattan, and online. The Manhattan store is located at 933 Broadway between 21st and 22nd Streets in the Flatiron District.
*Unlike my friend Walter, I do not understand the concept of delayed gratification.
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