Risotto "tear out your tongue or whatever you feel like tearing out"

The world around us changes rapidly. People are not who they used to be anymore, our society evolution takes odd turns every now and then. Though, one thing is constant: we get hungry every few hours. This time I will not tell you about something extraordinary and exotic because I have 1 week exactly till the deadline to submit my master of science thesis (at this point I would like to send warmest greetings to my fellow master students who write day and night and whose reality perception is narrowed to the 60 pages of "if I have more paragraphs and pictures they will occupy more space"). My point: there is a random set of food items in my fridge and after that 10 hours that have passed after lunch the stomach sends hints to what is regarded as brain in those fancy anatomy books: "Food! Taste does not matter, really, and, hey, food!". Weakness is essentially a human feature, so I grabbed what I thought could make something eatable and went to my awesome kitchen that I share with approximately 20 other people.

So, to make my as always long story short: I boiled rice with saffron, warmed up olive oil with cinnamon and pepper, fried a red onion, mushrooms, risen, walnuts, a bit of salad and added a good portion of sweet chili sauce. The time of preparation is equal to how long does it take to boil some rice. Et voilà! A bit spicy, but this is up to the cook. Can contain whatever you have in the fridge, really, unless it's a frozen piece of the piranha who ate up you ex-boy/girlfriend.