Ugh... just got out of a two-hour ordeal of an office birthday party for one of my co-workers. Sheet cake and awkward conversation and the big boss rambling on. I would have chewed my on leg off to escape. I kept praying that the phone would ring so that I could leap to answer it, but I think some idiot set them to go straight to voicemail. Bastards!
Last night, I made barbecued pork and wild mushroom risotto. The risotto kicked ass but it wasn't quite as good as the version they make at The Continental. I didn't cut the cremini mushrooms into small enough pieces. And I may have bathed the arborio rice one too many times, making it a bit softer than it should have been. Next time!