Fried shredded potatoes

1: Whenever I eat shredded potatoes, I always think of the difficulty of cooking for the first time.

One day, my parents went out and did not come back. I thought this was not a good opportunity to learn to do housework? Today I will give my parents their favorite dish - fried shredded potatoes. Yes, just do it! I followed my mother's example and peeled the potatoes first, washed them, and then put them on the cutting board. Hey, it's strange. The knife usually works so well in my mother's hands, but now it doesn't work in my hands. I hold the kitchen knife tightly in my right hand and hold the potato in my left hand. I try to balance the knife and cut it carefully. Suddenly the potato rolled and the knife lost control. "Ah——" I was so frightened that I screamed. What a risk! The knife only scratched a little bit of skin on my arm. In this way, in an adventure, I finally finished cutting the potatoes after a lot of effort. But what was placed in front of me was not shredded potatoes, but a pile of thick and large "potato sticks".

I wiped the sweat off my face, turned on the gas stove, and started the second process. I added oil to the frying spoon, and the oil started to foam, and soon it started to smoke. not good! I quickly threw the ingredients and shredded potatoes into the frying spoon. A sharp sound scared me and jumped to the side. I stirred quickly with a trembling sideways body. The sound in the spoon gradually became quieter, and my mood slowly calmed down. Suddenly, I remembered that my mother once said that a little vinegar should be added to fried shredded potatoes. While I was looking for it, a burning smell penetrated my nostrils. "Ah - not good!" When I rushed up and turned off the gas stove, the dish was half burnt... When I put my "craft" into my mouth, I couldn't help but frown.

Although the dishes were not cooked well, my parents still praised me when they came back. Because this is my first time cooking, as long as I have the first time, there will be many times in the future. Today, my mother and I learned to fry shredded potatoes. This is the first time I have cooked since I was a child. It feels so good.

Two: I first took out two potatoes from the vegetable basket and started peeling the potatoes. I usually see my mother peeling the skin very quickly, so I imitate her and pick up a knife to peel the skin quickly. Wow, I didn't finish skinning, but I cut my hand and it was bleeding. I ran to the back room angrily, thinking that I had not done such a simple thing well, and tears flowed out unconsciously. My mother called me in the kitchen: "Are you still frying shredded potatoes?" I said angrily: "No, I won't fry anymore." My mother said again: "No, it won't work if I don't fry. Come on, keep working hard!" ”

My mother picked up a potato and demonstrated it to me personally. After hard work, the potato skins were finally finished. Under the guidance of my mother, I cut the potatoes into shreds with difficulty, put oil in the pot, stir-fried it for several rounds with a spatula, added a little MSG, a few drops of sesame oil, and a plate of shredded potatoes was ready. alright.

After a lot of hard work, the whole family finally ate the shredded potatoes I made. I ate the shredded potatoes fried by myself. It was so fragrant and delicious. I finished all the fried shredded potatoes in one go. I also understand - nothing is easy to do, as long as you work hard, you will feel the joy of success.