Tonight, I needed to eat at home and eat only of things I have on hand. Lucky for me, I happened to find a recipe at A Food Year for Garlic Risotto that sounded interesting, and I had all 5 necessary ingredients (12 cloves of garlic, 1 c. Arborio rice, 3/4 c. peas, water, salt&pepper) on hand. I had two thoughts upon reading the recipe: 12 cloves of garlic is A LOT, and 2 cups of water isn’t going to cut it for 1 cup of Arborio rice. It turns out I was right on one, wrong on the other — but not in the favorable way. The garlic flavor wasn’t at all strong — in fact, the risotto just tasted like white rice toward the end, which was highly disappointing.
I ended up using probably about 3-4 cups of water; everything over the initial 2 cups was just boiling water from the kettle, though the rice was very bland before even that. What saved this all was that I added about a tablespoon (maybe slightly more) of balsamic vineagar in the last few moments of cooking. It helped bring out the garlic a little and worked well with the peas, and so dinner was saved. I also had a bowl of Pacific-brand Roasted Red Pepper and Tomato soup, into which I stirred some brown rice. No pictures, because eh. It looks just like his picture.
Brown rice, by the way, is my romance of the moment, food-wise. I have it constantly, thanks totally to a Cook’s Illustrated recipe from “A Veggie Venture” that I’ve probably linked to before. I don’t care, it’s worth saying again — this is a great, easy recipe that always makes perfect brown rice. I simplify even above what she suggests and boil the water in my tea kettle before adding it to the dry rice (and oil and salt) waiting in the baking dish. Then there’s really only one dish to clean up.
Other than that, I haven’t had any food adventures* since last weekend, when I roasted my first eggplant. I plan to make a cauliflower gratin recipe out of my new amazing cookbook this week; of that accomplishment, there will certainly be photographic proof.
*the food adventure I have every day is that my microwave is broken — literally, the last tenant broke the glass. It’s also small and unpredictable, so tonight I very nearly caught a bag of popcorn on fire. I had to put it under water in the sink, and it filled the whole house with smoke first. I am going to have to buy a new microwave soon, because I love popcorn and this is ridiculous.