I know I can't be the only one...
Who takes a look at a recipe.
Reviews the ingredients.
Reads through the directions.
Fall in love with the concept.
Knowing that you are going to take what you love and execute it the way you want to.
Not that there is anything wrong with the prescribed method.
It just isn't "your way".
Just like "Old Blue Eyes"
I shall confess that once I saw "arborio rice" listed in the ingredients and then read the directions to boil the rice in a pot, etc. I knew that I wasn't going to be a very obedient girl. I was going to have to do it "my way" - or at least the risotto way (which is probably the Italian way). (And since it's my birthday weekend - I'm a 9/11 child - I figured I could give myself a "buy" on compliance...)
I find the process of making risotto very soothing.
Adding, stirring, letting it absorb. Adding, stirring, letting it absorb.
Eventually making my way to the same creamy goodness as indicated in the recipe, but on my own terms.
The creamy rice was served alongside cinnamon crunch chicken. This was probably one of the best received FFwD meals of all time in our house.
This post participates in French Fridays with Dorie. Come check out "what way" all of the other FFwD participants took this dish in...