Risotto = Frustration

The title really drew me in, and now, thirty minutes later, I am sweating in the kitchen intensely trying to get this dish right. I have two hungry guys sitting on the couch who are assuring me that they will eat anything that I produce, and a best friend in the kitchen who is stressing about our rice. Me? I'm just not feeling this. I'm getting frustrated easily, and part of it might just be the mood I am in today, but the other part of me just wants to give up and make some more grilled cheese.

But I'm not letting myself get off that easily.

The point of this whole thing is to learn, and what I think I have to accept is that making mistakes and having some goofs is just a part of learning. No one likes messing up, but I think that I was expecting to be perfect my first time cooking, and obviously, that was not going to happen.

Right now our rice is simmering and taking a very long time to cook. We have cranked the heat and added more vegetable broth but it is a very slow process. Fortunately, no one is exactly starving, so we have time before my boyfriend and his roommate start desperately chewing couch cushions.

I got the recipe for this in a college cookbook that I bought about a week ago that consists of easy, healthy meals directed at people my age. Still, I feel a little bit over my head.


So right now I'm just waiting for the rice to cook and be something other than rock hard. I don't mind eating it hard honestly, but I'm pretty positive that it's not supposed to be that way. Even if the consistency isn't fantastic, I'm pretty sure that we can't go wrong with the taste. I love love love basil and spinach, so regardless, I will enjoy it. And if it turns out to be horrible, and a total fail, then we still have a salad in the fridge and some kraft macaroni and cheese that I'm about 99% sure I can't screw up.

I will post the result later tonight. Until then, wish me luck!

Bon appetite!