On Sunday morning, my mother bought some potatoes. Maybe it's because I like shredded potatoes very much, so I asked my mother to teach me how to fry shredded potatoes. Mom said, "Let's talk after you finish your homework."
In the morning, I finished all my homework quickly. This is the first time I have done my homework so quickly, just to learn how to fry shredded potatoes. I picked the biggest potato from the one my mother bought in the vegetable market. My mother said that she had told me the essentials of frying shredded potatoes first, and I nodded and listened carefully. The first step is to wash all the soil off the potatoes. We all know what the second step is. The second step is to peel off the' coat' of the potatoes. I use the universal knife in the fruit bowl, which can peel off the vegetables and fruits with the' coat' and cut the fruits and vegetables with hard shells such as watermelons, oranges and lemons ... Not much to say, let's get started. I'll peel the potatoes. After a while, the potatoes showed a bright and clean body. Next, cut potatoes. I picked up a kitchen knife. My mother taught me to hold the handle tightly and bend my fingers to prevent being cut. In this way, I did as my mother asked. First cut the potatoes into thin slices, then fold the slices and cut them into shreds. It's just that the shredded potatoes I cut are obviously "sticks" compared with the shredded potatoes cut by my mother! My arm was so tired that I finally cut it, and everything was ready. I turned on the fire and prepared the oil. When the pot was hot, I was just about to pour the oil into the pot. My mother quickly stopped me: "No, there is a lot of starch in the potato. It is easy to stick to the pot when fried, so I need to wash it." I put the shredded potatoes in cold water and let them soak in a "comfortable bath". I washed them twice and found many white sediments in the basin. My mother said it was starch. When the water was drained, I carefully poured the oil into the pot. When the oil surged slightly, after the oil bubbles disappeared, I first put some pepper and pepper, and then gently poured the shredded potatoes into the pot, only to hear a "wow". I was scared to death. The shredded potatoes were "snapped" by the oil in the pot, and the pot rang ... My mother reminded me: "Don't be afraid, turn the shredded potatoes with a spatula quickly, or it will stick to the pot!" I picked up the spatula and didn't skillfully stir it back and forth. Maybe I was a little nervous for the first time. I accidentally copied a lot of potatoes out of the pan. When the shredded potatoes turned golden, I put vinegar, salt, monosodium glutamate and chives under the guidance of my mother and quickly stir it with the spatula. At this point, the smell was so delicious that it made my mouth water. I couldn't wait to shovel the shredded potatoes into the plate.
When I put shredded potatoes on the dining table, my parents praised me: "Baby, you are great!" " Mother put a chopstick in her hand, tasted it and said, "It's not bad, but it needs to be practiced." "I will definitely catch up with my mother!" I shouted happily, my chopsticks reaching for the dish of shredded potatoes I fried. From this personal experience, I feel: "Nothing is as simple as you think, and it takes many steps to complete. In learning, it is necessary to think carefully and repeatedly and check carefully to do it well.
In today's English summer camp, under the guidance of our teacher, we made delicious potato cakes ourselves.
The picture book class in the morning suddenly became a cooking class. The teacher showed us how to make potato cakes. First, we should wash the potatoes and peel them. Then the teacher cut the potatoes into small pieces and put them in a big bowl. Because we are young, the teacher won't let us use knives. The teacher also prepared diced carrots and sausage, as well as green diced bamboo shoots, which were also put in a big bowl. What a beautiful color! The teacher steamed the diced potatoes in the pot and let them cool. Let's stir the potatoes into mashed potatoes with a spoon. We stir and stir hard, and the mashed potatoes will soon become soft and waxy, with milk and condensed milk added. I secretly dipped my finger in condensed milk and tasted it. Wow, it was really delicious! After we make the mashed potatoes, we put the vegetables in the mashed potatoes and mix them together, and our work is finished. After that, I left it to the teacher. He prepared the pan, opened the fire, put oil in the pan, and then made the mashed potatoes into round cakes and fried them in the pan. As we watched, we smelled the fragrance. We immediately had a big appetite and begged the teacher to do it quickly, and our saliva was about to flow out. Teacher Zan turned over the potato cake and said to us, "Don't worry, don't worry, it's almost ready!" "
Potato cakes are finally ready. Look at them. They are all yellow and smell delicious. I quickly fork them up and let them loose to my mouth. I took a bite. "Wow, it's so hot!" " My friends laughed when they saw me like this. I was a little embarrassed, so I quickly blew the potato cake with my mouth and put it in my mouth. This is really delicious, fragrant and sweet, and crunchy. I ate three in a row and couldn't stop.
When I got home at night, I asked my mother if there were any potatoes at home. I wanted to make delicious potato cakes for her and give her a taste of such delicious food. Today, I think it's really interesting to be a chef. He can make food very delicious and make everyone eat happily. When I grow up, I will learn to cook.
On Saturday, I learned to fry shredded potatoes from my mother. Mom agreed.
Mom asked me to choose a big potato. First, peel the potatoes, clean them and cut them on the chopping board. The potato chips I cut are thin and thick, and half of them are thin and half thick, which is very difficult. Mother said, "Don't lift the knife too high, it will cut your hand." My mother showed me again, and I carefully cut it like my mother. It's much better than before. Then I folded the slices and cut them into shreds. When I took a pot of clean water and soaked the shredded potatoes for a while, I cut some onions, peppers and garlic.
Mom brought a wok, heated the wok red, poured oil into it, heated the oil slightly, put peppers and garlic into the wok and sauté ed them, picked up shredded potatoes and immediately put them into the wok. After frying for a while, add seasoning vinegar and salt, then fry for a while, add chicken essence and chopped green onion, and then put them into a plate.
I took my own fried shredded potatoes and couldn't wait to take some chopsticks to taste them. Ah! How delicious! Mom and dad said it tasted good, and I was really indescribable happy to hear their praise.
Potato, a plant that people are familiar with. Its scientific name is potato, which is a perennial herb. It was introduced into China in17th century. However, it is such a plant that has a little-known quality!
Potatoes are plain and vary in size. Some are long and thin, some are round and fat, and some are grotesque, so people can't forget them at a glance ... They are full of potholes and are not smooth at all; Its pit is still full of mud, which will be scattered all over the floor if it is not good. They don't have the red face of tomatoes, the green coat of cucumbers, and the red shirt of peppers. Tomatoes hang on the branches, which makes people love at first sight; Pepper hangs on the branches, which makes people have a great appetite at first sight; Cucumber hangs on the shelf, which makes people look pleasing to the eye. When potatoes are ripe, I don't know if there will be a bumper harvest ... But they serve mankind in obscurity: people make them into French fries, starch, alcohol, perfume, film ... It can be called "a day without potatoes, everything is barren!" It makes selfless contributions to people in obscurity: it does not talk about decency, does not show off, and does not care about fame and fortune; Although it is not beautiful, it does its best to bring people one benefit after another!
I will never forget the quality of potatoes.
There are many snacks I like to eat, such as Kebik potato chips, Leba potato chips, a lot of fish ... but my favorite food is still a few! Potatoes
I measured it with a ruler! Potato, its length is 26 cm and its width is 18 cm. It looks noble and elegant in a gorgeous red coat. Ah! The "clothes" of potatoes are written with three eye-catching characters "Ah! Potatoes. " In the eye-catching big letters, it says "Good Friends", that's its brand, and it says "Tomato flavor" below, that's its flavor, and two tomatoes are added next to it. In "Ah! Just below the word "potato", there is a man wearing a white hat and white clothes. He is a chef, holding a big plate in his hand! Potato, one hand can't help but give a thumbs-up sign. Under his surprised expression, it seems to say to us: "Delicious, welcome children to taste!" Ah! The reverse side of the potato is also gorgeous, with its ingredients, production date and shelf life written on it. Touch it, the bulging ball that wants to be inflated, and shake it again. It sounds like a concert, some singing, some dancing, and some playing musical instruments. It's really colorful and varied!
I carefully tore it along the top tooth edge, and a thick tomato smell came to my nose. I picked up one with my thumb and forefinger. It was hollow, like a tunnel, and there were many red spots on its yellow body. That was its seasoning, and people couldn't wait to have a taste. Taste it gently, crisp, sour and sweet, as if it were swallowed all in one second!
After listening to my introduction, are you drooling, too? Then write down your feelings quickly!
Potato is the most common food. Everyone has eaten it, but few students can really fry it. In order to complete the task assigned by the teacher, I learned to fry potatoes from my father today.
After I explained the situation to my father, he became a "teacher" without losing the wind of being good at teaching. Dad began to teach me how to fry potatoes. He first put some potatoes on the chopping board, took out a kitchen knife, and then cut the potatoes with the kitchen knife. Only a few short "brushing" sounds were heard, and the potatoes became silk, so the materials were ready.
With the materials, we started "actual combat". Dad took the cauldron and put it on the open stove. After the water was dried, Dad poured some oil into the cauldron. He said to me while doing it, "Be careful when pouring oil, or it will spill on you." Don't pour too much oil, or the fried potatoes will be too greasy. " Say that finish, he went on doing it. After a few seconds, the oil burned, and my father picked up the dish, only to hear a "wow", and all the potatoes entered the pot. Dad shoveled it up with a spatula very quickly. I saw my father's arm flying up and down, and the spatula in his hand turned left and right rhythmically. I couldn't help but give my father a thumbs-up sign. Dad argued for a few minutes and said to me, "You've seen enough. Do it quickly. Say and pass me the spatula. In my hands, the spatula is not so obedient. It is like a naughty child. It turns around here and there for a while, and the potatoes are not fried well, so it gets a lot when spilled. Dad saw that I was so inflexible in frying potatoes, and gave me a lot of guidance. Gradually, my technique was much more skillful than before.
With the efforts of my father and I, the potato was quickly cooked. I tasted it. It was delicious! What you cook is delicious, otherwise people often say "do it yourself and have plenty of food and clothing"!
As I ate, I suddenly felt that although I learned to fry potatoes, its work was really not easy. In these eleven years, I don't know how many potatoes my parents have fried. They are really hard!
At noon today, mom and dad went out temporarily, leaving me alone at home.
It's time for lunch. My stomach is hungry, but my parents haven't come back yet. So I had a brainwave and thought about cooking a lunch for myself.
Just do it. After washing my hands, I went to the kitchen to have a look at the ingredients, but after a turn, I found that there were only a few potatoes left in the kitchen. But even so, I am confident that I can cook this meal well. I took two potatoes and washed them carefully under the faucet. Then I scraped them clean with a paring knife, just like my mother used to cook. I picked up a kitchen knife and carefully cut them into shredded potatoes and put them on a plate. Then I cut the chopped green onion and ginger on the chopping board into small pieces and put them inside for stir-frying.
Next, I turned on the range hood, put an iron pan on the gas stove, and then poured in a spoonful of peanut oil. When the oil in the pot began to smoke, I learned the way my mother usually cooks, poured all the dishes prepared on the plate and quickly stirred them with a shovel. After about five or six minutes, I touched the potato gently with a shovel and found that it was almost fried. Then I turned off the fire and waited for a while, then I took the potato out, served it on the table and ate it with chopsticks.
Although this lunch is simple, it is delicious enough for me, because it is the first lunch I have cooked for myself. I cherish the fruits of my labor and am proud of my hands-on ability.