Later tonight I went over to my friends' house because my Swedish friend offered to teach two Norwegians, an Austrian, a Spaniard and me how to make risotto. I don't know if I can make it as well as he did but all I know is that it involves a lot of patience and love (like most good things in life do). We had some good laughs over vino blanco and random youtube searches for naked dancing Swedish men, along with a live PG version of the famous Swedish "balloon dance" that started it all. (That probably made absolutely no sense to people who weren't with me at dinner... oops :P)
Sidenote: my stomach feels a little funky right now but I have no idea what caused it. Could be the huitlacoche, could be the risotto... thus is life in Mexico!
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