I grew up knowing rice only as a hot cereal, served with milk, butter and sugar, or rice pudding, both of which I detested.
Then I fell in love with a Cajun who had come up to work in the oil fields for his uncle during his summer off from college. I also fell in love with Cajun food, a love which outlasted the man.
I discovered that I loved rice when cooked as a savoury vegetable.
Then came husband #2, a home boy who happened to like Chinese food, and I found another cuisine I enjoyed.
About that time, I also discovered Rice-a-Roni, which even my kids loved.
Now, we eat rice frequently as an alternative to potatoes or pasta.
I have yet to try risotto. I'd like to taste it at a restaurant first, so I'll know what it's supposed to look & taste like. But perhaps I'll get my nerve up and do it at home one of these days.