I am not a poet and am far more comfortable in the world of prose. I do think, nevertheless, it's good for me to wax poetic every so often - good for my writing skills and good for my desire to ignore occasionally the rules of grammar.
So I offer my response to the challenge and ask that you be kind but also be critical, please. It's how I grow.
TGB
now Savored
white onion, one, finely chopped,
until translucent
now Sautéd
arborio rice, with onion mixed,
for a minute, or two,
now Toasted
saffron threads,
into previously heated broth
now Crumbled
simmering broth, onto rice,
with repeated absorbent stirring
now Ladled
rice grains, al dente, with butter,
parmigiano reggiano,
portobello, crimini, perhaps porcini
now Infused
risotto -
creamy, rich, fragrant, golden -
with parmigiano shavings,
now Crowned