Inside the Wire Cage

I scrambled out of the warm slipper and headed straight for the kitchen counter! Right above the wooden cutting board, a giant stainless steel balloon whisk dangled from a small brass S-hook. One springy leap and a quick haul—I squeezed right between the curving wire ribs. The whole whisk swung in a wide, metallic arc, dipping me over the counter! I hooked both flexible arms around the central wire core and poked my striped feet through the teardrop loops. Every little twitch of my knees sent a tiny, ringing ping through the steel. A perfectly suspended morning gondola!