For dinner, Momma made her first ever Quinoa dish, a mushroom risotto. Momma felt this was a bastardization of risotto, and thus slightly sacrilegious, and Daddy doesn't like Quinoa, so he had leftovers. Not every night works the way it's planned on paper.
Momma pulled the recipe from Epicurious, and got to work. Momma learned first that Quinoa doesn't cook normally, so I got kicked out of the kitchen. I like to lie at Momma's feet when she cooks, like this: