When it comes to barbecue, people will definitely think of mutton kebabs sizzling with oil on a burning charcoal fire. However, this barbecue left me with mixed memories.
A long time ago, I had a special feeling about barbecue. Every time I hear the word "barbecue", I feel very cordial. For a barbecue, it's a dream. Recently, I accidentally found a key item in the supermarket-disposable barbecue oven, which is square and convenient to carry. I am really ecstatic.
On a sunny morning, everything was ready for the barbecue. On the way to Jiangshuiquan Park, I kept grabbing the barbecue grill for fear that something would happen to the baby. At noon, the slurry spring is still so beautiful and moving. The reservoir is rippling with blue waves and shining with silver. The pine trees on the mountain are green and tall. A soft, a rigid, forming a strong personality contrast. I didn't want to see the scenery, so I found a flat big stone by the water, laid a picnic mat and set up a barbecue.
"Do you put matches from here?" Mother asked, pointing to an inconspicuous hole. "Probably!" I haven't seen it either, vague answer. No way, I tried to insert a match, and the wrapping paper inside "Hoo-"immediately burned, igniting the round and black charcoal inside, and it worked! I immediately grabbed a kebab and was about to put it on when my mother quickly stopped me. She took out two pigskins prepared in advance and wiped the grid of the grill, saying, "Look, kill two birds with one stone, both oiling and wiping the grid." However, because the initial fires were all open flames, the smeared oil caught fire directly, and the barbecue oven became a sea of fire. The fire finally went out, and I couldn't wait to put on the salmon. But salmon is easy to cook, oily, and the grid is too hot, which almost catches fire. Soon, the salmon changed from bright red to yellow powder, and the edge was a little black. Poor salmon ... just make do.
Gradually, without the open flame, the barbecue became soft. I regret it: I should wait until now to bake. However, it is not too late to mend. I learned the last lesson, and I didn't make a move again. I carefully picked up an orange-red "flesh-and-blood connection" and put it on the hot barbed wire. With a sizzling sound, the meat turned brown and white brittle bones appeared. At the same time, the unique smell of barbecue has gradually spread, and it can't be instinctively dispersed for a long time. With a gentle bite, the meat is tender, the bones are soft and crisp, salty and sweet, and slightly spicy. That feeling is really awesome!
Ok, a lot of kebabs are on the shelves! Mutton skewers, pork tenderloin and chicken chops are not inferior to the same flesh and blood, and the fragrance of the strings is tangy, which greatly increases people's appetite.
Then there is the highlight, that is, the grilled seafood combination! Cut the crab, wrap it in aluminum foil and bake it on the shelf. Put the dried salted fish and dried shrimps directly on it. There was still a little room, so I baked a steamed bun with milk. When dried fish turns lovely golden yellow, shrimps and crabs also turn attractive red, which is really chinese odyssey.
Hiccup-I'm really full!
It's time to play. I lifted a bottle of water and poured some into the barbecue oven. A piece of white water vapor hissed, and water and fire began a decisive battle. Finally, after sacrificing N ml of water, water won the final victory.
The barbecue is over, but the mood is more relaxed and happy. I will never forget this sour, sweet, bitter and spicy picnic.
The day of spring outing has finally arrived. With our laughter, we unconsciously came to the forest park that we looked forward to day and night.
When we got off the bus, a warm wind blew on our faces, and the golden sunshine sprinkled on us, which was warm.
When I first entered the park, I was overwhelmed by the picturesque scenery around me. The tall and straight banyan trees stick to their posts like soldiers. Bamboo is green and dripping, with different shapes; Flocks of colorful goldfish swim freely. All kinds of beautiful scenery make me relaxed and happy.
We walked at a relaxed and happy pace and came to the barbecue area talking and laughing. As soon as I found the table, my team members and I were as busy as a bee: some were pouring drinks, some were laying tablecloths, some were setting the table, and some were getting food. It took a long time to get everything ready, including kebabs, chicken fillet, chicken legs, chicken wings and other meats, potatoes, cucumbers, eggplant, tomatoes and other vegetables, cumin powder, tomato sauce, corn oil and other seasonings ... really dazzling.
After a while, the team leader panted and brought the oven. Everything is ready, except for the "East Wind". We eagerly looked at uncle ignition, but we were helpless.
Look in all directions, uncle ignition finally strode forward. I saw him put his tools under the shelf, and suddenly sparks flew, and the red and blue flames jumped around like snakes spitting letters, scaring us to "stay away" in panic.
After the fire went out, we approached cautiously. Huang Xinchao took the lead in connecting a string of flesh and blood, quickly brushing corn oil, tomato sauce and cumin powder with skillful movements and putting them on the online shelves.
Not to be outdone, I shouted, "Bake!" "Learn Huang Xinchao's methods of wiping juice, brushing sauce and dusting, and put them on the Internet, but they haven't been cooked for a long time, which is very confusing. After thinking for a long time, I patted my forehead: no oil! I hurried to brush the oil, but I almost hit the oil bottle. Put it back on the shelf, but I made another mistake: look around.
I was stringing, and a burning smell came to my nose, ah! I came back to my taste and ran back to the oven in three steps and two steps. There is no flesh and blood, only a piece of "black charcoal" and pieces of charred meat.
I had to throw it into the trash can, pick up a pile of flesh and blood, brush it with seasoning, squeeze through the crowd around the oven, and pray in my heart while baking: cook it quickly! My mouth is watering ... but it didn't work. I "harvested" a bunch of inexperienced charcoal.
Fortunately, the teacher came. After his teaching, my technology has made great progress. We ate and drank while roasting, and soon there was not much meat left. It suddenly occurred to me: What's the taste of roasted cucumber? Why don't I try?
As soon as I came up, I picked up a cucumber, broke it in half, and wanted to roast it, but Huang Xinchao took the initiative and wittily threw oil on the charcoal. The result, of course, was a fire. I reacted and wanted to withdraw cucumbers, but it was too late. The "poor" cucumber has long been burned into charcoal by the "raging fire".
The funniest thing is that when the fire was about to burn out, Chen Wei and I spilled "oil" into charcoal like Huang Xinchao, but we sprinkled Sprite indiscriminately.
Good times always pass quickly. It's time to go home, so I have to leave reluctantly. Looking back and looking back: We left the best memories here. ...
Last Wednesday, Xiangtan Evening News reporter club organized reporters to hold a special barbecue in Hu Mao water town. I can't tell you how happy I am after hearing the news! The night before, my mother prepared a lot of food for me, including mutton kebabs, flesh and blood, and onions ... waiting for Wednesday in excitement and anxiety.
On that day, the sky was blue and the sun was wrapped in red. We are wearing school uniforms, small reporter hats and bags of food, ready to go. After ten minutes' journey, we arrived at our destination-Hu Mao Water Town, amid the laughter and laughter of our classmates.
First of all, Aunt Tingting from Hu Mao Watertown introduced us some basic information about Hu Mao Watertown. Originally, Hu Mao Water Town is a new environmental protection and energy-saving five-star farm integrating red tourism, leisure and vacation, catering and accommodation, business meetings, children's play, water project expansion, urban agriculture, breeding and planting, and food processing. After that, we came to the barbecue. As soon as they entered, everyone put down their things and kept adding charcoal to the barbecue oven, fanning the flames, adding charcoal and fanning the flames. After the fire was lit, the baking began. I took out a handful of mutton skewers and put them on the rock-solid barbed wire. I turn them over from time to time, dip them in cooking oil from time to time and add some Chili powder from time to time. Slowly the fragrance came out, and everyone couldn't help saying, "It smells good!" It smells so good that everyone is drooling. Hey! Mutton skewers are cooked! Everyone took two strings and ate them with relish. Some of them squint and enjoy themselves, while others eat carefully, as if reluctant to eat. Other students are not weak. Zhou's flesh and blood are connected, and there is an attractive fragrance. Liu Jiaying's ham sausage is delicious and beautiful. Some students took a bite of the chicken leg and drank a drink. They had a good time. They also murmured, "Delicious! Delicious! This tastes really good! " Ha ha! Eating your own barbecue just tastes different! Everyone, you come to my place to have a taste. I'll go to his place to eat a little, and I'll bake, eat and play. A sweet smile appeared on Zhang Xiaohua's face, and laughter echoed at the barbecue site. ...
Students, you have eaten too much barbecue. So, have you seen food that is unheard of? Then follow my DV lens quickly!
Scene 1: Teacher Liu Fu was so embarrassed that the students froze.
In our eyes, teachers are selfless. You see, the teacher who stayed in our class will treat us to a meal!
First, the teacher magically conjured a glove, wetted it and put it on. Dip your forefinger in alcohol and put it on the lighted candle. Suddenly, my finger caught fire. The teacher raised his finger and groaned and screamed in pain. But none of the students dared to lend a helping hand to help the teacher put out the fire. I have to watch Mr. Liu Fu's fingers being swallowed, but I can't do this! Everyone said to himself: fire, don't hurt me!
Scene 2: The teacher's finger "escaped from the fire", and the students were dumbfounded.
When the teacher's fingers struggled in the fire, the teacher put out the fire with his fist. The students suddenly smelled a burning smell and thought, this time it will be terrible. The teacher's hands must have turned into "royal pig's feet". But the teacher's face is like the weather in June-it changes as soon as it changes, and the teacher's painful expression disappears instantly, turning into a smiling face and saying, "Boys and girls, here comes the freshly baked sausage."
Hearing this, the students couldn't help licking their lips, and the saliva flowed freely outside thousands of feet.
Scene 3: The sausage is gone, and the truth appears.
The teacher took out his gloves and saw, wow, his fingers are intact. The teacher said, "This is a mystery. Because the ignition point of alcohol is 75 degrees, the boiling point of water is 100 degrees Celsius, and the gloves are covered with water to form a protective layer, so my fingers are intact. "
"oh". The students suddenly realized.
Wow, have you tried this barbecue? Come and try an interesting composition class!
In our daily life, we always meet others who are on duty, finish the tasks assigned by the teacher or cooperate with the people in the group. I have also met people in the group who cooperate with the barbecue.
It was a sunny morning, and we went to the barbecue area in the forest park for a barbecue. Members of my group took out a pile of food and spices at the speed of the wind and began to get busy: some were setting the table, some were stringing food, and some were putting carbon into the pot. As for me, I just sat still and stood there motionless, watching this "beautiful scene". "It's burning!" I don't know who is yelling in the class, and everyone is "busy": some are riding with forks, some are frowning as if thinking about something, and some are behind the igniter's ass, urging them to light their own balls quickly. Some simply look like they have nothing to do with themselves, eating and drinking with snacks and water. "Wow-"only heard a gust of wind blowing, and it began to rain, which made our action unable to proceed quickly. Looking up, the whole barbecue area is foggy.
After a while, the air in the barbecue area was mixed with the smell of barbecue, sauce, chicken legs and sausages. "Oh, it's burnt, oil it quickly!" "Wow, it smells good, it smells good!" "Well, what is this? Can you eat? " Everyone is talking and laughing, and they are all alive and kicking. Look at our group again. Although the fire has been lit, it has not yet started. "I will do it!" After listening to Lin Xiaoyang's words, we quickly dispersed around the barbecue shop and left the venue for Lin Xiaoyang. I saw Lin Xiaoyang aiming at the bottom of the pot with two plates and suddenly fanned it. Soon, the fire came up. "The fire is coming, eat quickly, eat!" Lin shouted again, and we surrounded the barbecue shop again. Chen is responsible for painting oil, Chen Wei is responsible for stringing vegetables, Zeng Zilin is responsible for cutting vegetables, and Lin and I are responsible for baking vegetables. I took a bunch of raw ginkgo and put it on the barbecue. Who knows, Lin Xiaoyang keeps pouring oil on my ginkgo. I spent a long time baking it.
That barbecue made me understand what "everyone gathers firewood and the flames are high." Let me enjoy the fun of cooperation.
Today, my mother and I went to Dongbai Lake for a barbecue and had a reunion festival, which was my mother's reunion festival. When I came to Dongbai Lake, I saw many withered rape flowers.
I remember when I was in the second grade, my classmates met in Dongbai Lake to eat barbecue, play games and tug-of-war. I fell into the sand in the tug-of-war. Although it didn't hurt, I cried. Later, my eyes were still red when I took pictures. By the time I thought about all this, the bus had arrived at the barbecue area in Dongbai Lake.
I didn't know those children well at first and followed my mother all the time. I met my mother's classmate, Uncle Gong Ke. He is a very diligent person. He keeps cooking and baking, and we children are responsible for eating. He wrapped shrimp and fish in tissue paper and sprinkled a lot of garlic and some salt. After waiting for half an hour, he can eat. When he opened the tin foil, a smell came to the nose. I quickly picked up bowls and chopsticks and wolfed them down.
After a while, there was nothing to eat, so I had to catch fish by the river with those children. Later, we caught more and more, and our pants were wet.
Mothers brought cooked food, I tasted it and baked it well. Compared with last time, their cooking is much longer. On this day in junior high school, I felt that playing and eating with my mother and his classmates not only tasted delicious food, but also enhanced our friendship. I have made many good friends, but I still miss the weekend.
I haven't had a barbecue for a long time. I really want to try barbecue, but the barbecue outside is too expensive, and my parents won't let me buy it. It's really not delicious to watch others eat barbecue happily. Isn't it something with a fragrance of 200% and a difficulty coefficient less than one tenth of my ability? Am I okay? So one afternoon, while they were away, I quietly started the barbecue …
As there are no tools, I have to build a barbecue platform myself, roast firewood below and put some iron bars (food) on it as a barbecue grill. "How to barbecue?" I don't know, so I ran downstairs and asked about the barbecue stall. The stall owner said, "Put the food on the grill for a while, then brush it with oil before baking." After a while, brush a layer of salt before baking; Brush a layer of monosodium glutamate after a while and bake it; Brush a layer of pepper and bake it later; Brush a layer of cumin powder later and bake for a while. Remember, keep turning over. "After listening to these words, I can't help sighing:" Barbecues are really troublesome. If only I had three hands. "when I got home, I picked up my tools and started to act ... I don't know how long it took, and a little spark burned in the firewood pile. I puffed up my cheeks and kept blowing into the firewood. Soon, smoke curled up from the firewood pile. I took the opportunity to bake it, and the smell of smoke in the room made my tears fall. The big torch burned my hand, but I kept rolling the barbecue, hoping it would taste better. Sweat across my face, like a meteor, disappeared in the vast expanse.
Although barbecue has too much hard work, the happiness after success can't be described in words.
It may take more than ten minutes, but I managed to roast a bunch of oily barbecue and hold it in my hand, like a rare treasure. I really can't bear to eat as usual. My brother in my room gave me an approving look. At this moment, happiness can't be described in words. Until now, I can still feel the smell of barbecue in my nose.
I am so happy, because I not only learned to barbecue, but also understood the true meaning of "how can I see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain". I hope we can all feel the meaning of "nothing is difficult in the world, nothing is impossible to a willing mind".
Today is Saturday, and my mother said she would take me to a barbecue. This is my first barbecue, let alone how excited I am.
As soon as I entered the store, I saw a box embedded in every table. I didn't know what this box was for. After mom ordered the food, it was delivered immediately. "How is it raw!" I feel horrible. "Of course it's raw, otherwise it's called barbecue," said the father nearby. Raw beef, raw chicken wings, raw beef tongue and raw mutton are all raw anyway, except side dishes. I saw the waiter skillfully open the box, put a pot of freshly burned charcoal into the box and put a shelf on the box. Mother carefully put the raw beef on the shelf and spread it out piece by piece. After a while, the meat smoked. My mother turned the meat over with a clamp and roasted it for a while, which looked like it was cooked. Mom can clip beef. I stared at the meat for a long time, but I still dared not do it. Dad said, "You won't eat me again!" " "Because I was hungry for a long time, I began to eat.
"Wow, it's delicious." After eating, I really want another piece. Mom said: Do it yourself. I picked up the clip, picked a chicken wing and put it on the shelf. Mom says chicken wings are the hardest to make. Because chicken wings have bones, the meat next to the bones is not easy to cook. But I insist on cooked chicken wings.
I baked the leather side first and baked it for a long time. My mother asked me to turn it over. My clumsy movements made it difficult for me to turn over a chicken wing stuck on the shelf. After a long time, I finally turned it over. After roasting for a while, I turned the chicken wings over and found that the freshly roasted side was still raw. It's really shameful to watch mom and dad skillfully roast beef and mutton. After a while, I turned the chicken wings over and opened the meat for barbecue. I turned it over and found that some places were burnt. Never mind, it's good to eat charcoal anyway. Is it helpful for digestion?
Under the guidance of my parents, I finally turned it upside down and raised it, and baked chicken wings. Eating your own roast chicken wings is really unique!
Sixth grade barbecue composition 9 "Go ahead ... go!" There are many people here and the songs are loud and clear. A large group of people are marching on Dongtai Mountain. Hey, what's this scene? Oh, it turns out that our Dongfanghong school organizes barbecue activities.
Finally arrived at my destination, I ran to an empty barbecue table with great expectation and summoned the members of our group. We can't wait to get to work. We are working together in an orderly way. Some wash dishes, some make fires, some handle ingredients ... everyone is busy! Washed ingredients are like going to the countryside to go to the market. There are red peppers, green leeks and golden corn one after another ... How can there be no fruit and meat in this lively scene! Bananas that can be eaten directly, lively shrimps and elastic tenderloin are all dragging their feet ... I acted as a "chef". What should I bake first? After some struggle, as a carnivore, I finally made a choice. I picked up the signed chicken wings, chose an upper air outlet and put them on the barbecue. I started my first attempt, and it went well at first. Later, the wind began to be naughty, and the thick smell of smoke made me want to cry, but I gritted my teeth at the thought of the unparalleled taste of roast chicken wings. Finally, I finished it. Looking at the dripping chicken wings, I couldn't help but "fly down three thousands of feet". I proudly picked up chicken wings, showed them off in front of my classmates, and opened my mouth to bite hard. Oh, it is delicious! Golden skin and tender meat are really crispy outside and fragrant inside. I killed this chicken wing cleanly and locked in a new target. This time, I had experience. I grabbed a handful of mutton skewers, laid them leisurely on the barbecue, greased them, turned them over while roasting, and sprinkled "secret spices" when they were almost ready. "success!" I can't help cheering. The students looked at me in unison. I don't know who brought the head, but they reached for it. The scene was in chaos. I'm glad to see that my achievements are so popular. Of course, I didn't forget to save one for myself and taste it. It is really delicious! I pursued my victory and baked a bunch of tenderloins, so I am familiar with it. It didn't take much effort to do it. I sniffed deeply and it was delicious. Just when I wanted to savor it, something sad happened. My mouth hasn't touched it yet With a genial smile on the tenderloin, I jumped directly from the bamboo stick to the ground. I was blinded at once. Rub my eyes.
Unconsciously, the morning passed like this, and there were classes in the afternoon. Although the meaning is still unfinished, we still have to set foot on the road home, and the mountains behind us are quiet again, except for the birds to see us off. Looking forward to the next extracurricular activity!