The previous night, I made a chicken & mushroom risotto for a few guests and it turned out to be very easy and (dare I say it?) kind of tasty too! It could have used a little more salt but I'm quite pleased with myself on the whole for not botching it up.
I made it according to a weird amalgamation of recipes I'd found online, but the gist of it was: cut up a lot of stuff, throw it all into a pot over medium-low heat, add chicken broth, stir. I've reached the conclusion that risotto is simple, elegant, and best enjoyed with the favorite crew and local brew:
R is for risotto. And revenge.
M has green hair.
Oh, how good it felt to be reunited with Goose Island products, at long last.
On another note, I am learning to play
Epilogue on the guitar. It's a lovely song - definitely in my top 3 off of
Hospice - but the lyrics are horribly depressing and not campfire sing-a-long material at all (unless your campfire is in a cancer ward). I am determined to get the chords down and add this song to my little repertoire collection but after this I am definitely going to learn to play a frivolous and happy song, like one by The Beatles or the Red Hot Chili Peppers...or Justin Bieber.
