From the age of 10, I had an idea to learn cooking from my parents, hoping to be a good cook like them in the future. In the past, every time I ate, because I couldn't cook, I had to sit at the table and wait for my parents to finish the dishes, and then help me to serve them.

Since I began to learn the idea of cooking, every time my parents cook, I stand by and watch and learn the steps and methods of cooking different dishes. However, after studying for half a year, I can't learn anything without learning.

However, I didn't lose heart and continued to study. Sure enough, "hard work pays off." Last National Day, I finally learned a dish and cooked it successfully.

On the night of National Day, my parents and I said, "Today, I'm going to cook a dish-scrambled eggs with shallots. Please have a taste and see if I am good at it. " So, just do it. I'll start at once.

The following materials are needed to make this dish: leeks, eggs, salt, chicken essence and so on. First of all, we should make proper preparations. First, chop the shallots and mix the eggs well.

Then, put the leek powder into the egg, stir it evenly, and add ingredients such as salt and chicken essence. Step 3, put the oil in the pot, heat it to 70~80℃, pour the leek egg paste into the pot and fry it for 3-5 minutes. Finally, put the scrambled eggs in a bowl, and a scrambled egg with chives will be ready.

I watched the time while cooking, for fear of keeping them waiting. I was busy for about a quarter of an hour, and finally finished writing, thinking: haha! I finally cooked a good dish, and my parents will praise me for it after eating it.

After cleaning the stove, I put the plate on the table. My parents smelled the charming fragrance and couldn't wait to take a bite. After careful tasting, they praised me again and again, saying that I had grown up and learned to cook. I listened, and my heart was filled with joy.

Please read: I'm addicted to cooking. Maybe it's my first time to be a woman. Being fascinated by writing is a hobby in my bones.

With a fascination with food, I suddenly found a subtle connection between the two. Let's talk about learning to make sweet and sour pork ribs from northeast women and cheer ourselves up.

On-the-spot observation, I memorized the oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in sequence. After going home, I pestered my husband to buy ribs and practiced them for ten times and twenty times. My sweet and sour ribs finally became a delicious food that the family often missed. Once, just after the pressure cooker was opened, an irresistible fragrance came at me, and the entrance of ribs was soft and greasy, as if it were about to melt at the entrance.

"Master" looked surprised when he saw that I cooked the ribs and served them. He became an apprentice. The beauty in my heart cannot be expressed in words.

Naturally, only with correct methods and repeated training can we "have a good hand". On the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, I got together with Yang Jie's family to enjoy the moon.

A table full of chickens, fish and ducks. Yang Jie's sister cooks for herself.

She used to be a restaurant owner. By the way, recite the practice of stewing carp fish, and then practice it several times only when there are more fish.

The atmosphere on the dining table was relaxed and warm, and Liu Ge was very excited. He wrote and directed himself, casually sang rough northeast folk, and sang the wind in the northeast and the feelings of his second hometown. Although chicken and fish are good, I only have a soft spot for the appetizing cold dish.

I almost wiped out a whole pot. Sister Yang told me that this is called "iceberg visitor". Dice cucumber, cabbage, carrot and coriander, mix tomato sauce and white sugar balsamic vinegar well, pour on the cut vegetables, add monosodium glutamate and sesame oil and mix well.

You can also add some shredded onion to taste. Sweet and sour, appetizing and refreshing.

I always want to try it myself when I come back. Go to the market to buy radishes, carrots, coriander, vinegar and sugar. If there is no Chinese cabbage, use Chinese cabbage instead. If there is no ketchup, use apple salad instead. It's all sweet anyway. If there are no onions, it won't hinder the last time.

According to Yang Jie, there is a small pot. Sweet and sour.

First, charm yourself. I ran to my colleague's dormitory with a basin in my hand.

Once I boasted to her that I would be an iceberg tourist for her to eat. The colleague opened the door, "Oh, my God, you fed the pig!" " "Then he shook his head again. He didn't eat cabbage, coriander or carrot, so he took it back.

I am not reconciled. Just as the other one came in, he pulled it and let her taste it.

At my repeated insistence, she picked up a small spoon and tasted it cheerfully, waiting for her praise. Seeing her face, her brow wrinkled into walnuts and her face was severely deformed. "Oh, I don't eat sweets! Sorry, I am going to throw up. "

Suddenly ran out. Laugh heartily.

I only took a few bites myself. It's too sour and sweet to eat only this. The iceberg tourists can only show its value if they put it in the pile of chicken, fish and fish dishes.

Thinking hard, I finally understand the crux: a thing must have a rich background to show its unique value; Simple tasting is a bitter punishment for any diners. Sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, salty, reasonable arrangement, clever collocation, can everyone love.

Recently, I fell in love with a pickle and couldn't put it down. Radish, carrot, ginger, green pepper, red pepper, coriander, pepper, cinnamic acid, spicy and fragrant. I wonder what happened to that master.

Ask him, just laugh, shake your head, the secret recipe of the family, I won't tell you. Well, don't tell me, I'll figure it out myself.

Pay attention to eating and observing, and find that the red pepper is ripe. This soup must also be cooked with red pepper in boiling oil, and then with water, vinegar, soy sauce, star anise cinnamon and so on. Sure enough, watch him take out the submerged radish strips from the vat and mix them with soy sauce, vinegar and sesame oil. The vat smells greasy with a fist-sized octagon wrapped in emery cloth.

Finally, I found out why pickles are getting weaker and weaker, only sour, not spicy and not fragrant. The soup has not been changed, and it has no original flavor. I told him my idea, and the master nodded and said, expert, gourmet, you should develop into the catering industry.

I almost fainted. I just think more than others. I'd like to try, but I don't have that much material.

Just use the simplest method to wash the radish, carrot and cabbage, add salt, soy sauce, vinegar, sugar, monosodium glutamate and so on, and cover them. I forgot about it when I was busy. I remembered that when I opened the lid, there was a pungent smell in the basin and a layer of green hair grew on the surface. I ran to my colleagues and praised her.

2. Interesting things in winter vacation. I learned the composition of cooking with 500 words for the first time.

I have some experience when it comes to cooking. From the age of 10, I had an idea to learn cooking from my parents, hoping to be a good cook like them in the future.

In the past, every time I ate, because I couldn't cook, I had to sit at the table and wait for my parents to finish the dishes, and then help me to serve them. Since I began to learn the idea of cooking, every time my parents cook, I stand by and watch and learn the steps and methods of cooking different dishes. However, after studying for half a year, I can't learn anything without learning. However, I didn't lose heart and continued to study. Sure enough, "hard work pays off." Last National Day, I finally learned a dish and cooked it successfully.

On the night of National Day, my parents and I said, "Today, I'm going to cook a dish-scrambled eggs with shallots. Please have a taste and see if I am good at it. " So, just do it. I'll start at once. The following materials are needed to make this dish: leeks, eggs, salt, chicken essence and so on. First of all, we should make proper preparations. First, chop the shallots and mix the eggs well. Then, put the leek powder into the egg, stir it evenly, and add ingredients such as salt and chicken essence. Step 3, put the oil in the pot, heat it to 70~80℃, pour the leek egg paste into the pot and fry it for 3-5 minutes. Finally, put the scrambled eggs in a bowl, and a scrambled egg with chives will be ready. I watched the time while cooking, for fear of keeping them waiting. I was busy for about a quarter of an hour, and finally finished writing, thinking: haha! I finally cooked a good dish, and my parents will praise me for it after eating it.

After cleaning the stove, I put the plate on the table. My parents smelled the charming fragrance and couldn't wait to take a bite. After careful tasting, they praised me again and again, saying that I had grown up and learned to cook. I listened, and my heart was filled with joy.

3. composition: one thing I learned during the winter vacation (such as cooking, etc. ) It's about 450 words. It must be Saturday morning. My mother and I went to Zizhuyuan to play.

As soon as I arrived at Zizhuyuan, I saw many people learning diabolo from an old woman. I thought it was novel, so I leaned over to watch them shake diabolo. I saw those people with their hands up and down, and diabolo jumped up and down with their movements, making noises from time to time. Their expressions are really focused! With the sound of diabolo, you can also see some aunts smiling. I turned to look at my mother. She seemed to read my mind and asked me, "Do you like it?" I smiled and said, "I also want to learn." So, my mother bought me a beautiful diabolo. It is said that as long as someone buys grandma's diabolo, they can learn to shake it and let grandma teach him to make patterns.

Grandma kindly said to me: "When shaking diabolo, let diabolo face you, lift it with your right hand and shake it gently with your left hand, not too hard." When diabolo leans forward, you pull it back with your right hand, and when diabolo leans back, you hold it forward with your right hand. After a while, when you learn it, I will teach you to buckle and untie it. " Grandma said so much that I couldn't remember clearly and began to tremble, either too fast or too slow, and my direction was not adjusted properly. It can be said that my diabolo didn't shake at all. I had to go to grandma again and ask with a smile, "Grandma, why can't I shake it?" This time, grandma began to teach me by hand. She asked me to raise my right hand over my shoulder, put my left hand around my waist and push hard at the same time, so that I could practice more. I tried to move a few times, hey! It really shook diabolo. I took a deep breath and stood there steadily, shaking and shouting happily, "I can shake, too." My mother also encouraged me to say, "Great!" Hearing my mother's encouragement, I was more energetic. I learned from my grandmother how to buckle, how to untie, how to shake, how to shake, and how to climb trees with ants. Many people praised me for shaking well, and I was flattered.

Absolute original score

On Sunday, I help my mother cook. At first, my mother asked me to take three cups of rice and then wash it with water. Then, my mother asked me to get 5 centimeters of water. The jar has no size, so I don't know how much to take. I didn't want to do the third step because my mother wouldn't let me measure the depth with a ruler. So I don't want to do it in the third step.

My mother encouraged me not to lose heart. As long as I have confidence, I will succeed. Since my mother encouraged me, I have become more and more confident in myself. My mother really didn't lie to me She said, "As long as I have confidence, I will succeed." Sure enough, I learned the third step of my cooking. I decided to do what my mother said, do what my mother said. I did as my mother said and ate.

5. Writing a 600-word composition by learning to cook, getting used to the life with a mouthful of food, is inevitably a bit boring.

I happen to be at home during the summer vacation, so I plan to learn to cook for my parents. After breakfast in the morning, my parents go to work as usual, and I do my homework at home alone.

It's past eleven when I finished my homework, so I began to learn to cook. When I entered the kitchen, I scooped a cup of rice in the rice bucket, poured it into the rice cooker, washed the rice, and then poured some water into the rice cooker. I can plug in the rice cooker to cook as soon as the rice is submerged under my fingernails.

At this time, I began to clean the kitchen. I vacuumed the floating ash on the floor first, and then began to mop the floor. I also cleaned the microwave oven with detergent.

By the time I was almost busy, the delicious rice was ready. Although the rice is ready, you can't just eat rice. What can you cook with? I didn't pay attention to mom and dad when they were cooking, alas! What a headache! After much deliberation, I finally came up with an idea: there is one dish I can cook, and that is scrambled eggs that my mother taught me.

Yes, just make scrambled eggs! Do as you say. I took out four eggs from the refrigerator and accidentally dropped two eggs when I closed the refrigerator door. I bent down to wipe the floor with a rag and stepped on the broken egg. As a result, I fell and broke the other two eggs.

I quickly got up from the ground, wiped the dirty place with a rag, then took out four eggs from the refrigerator, broke them and put them in a bowl. Be careful not to break them again this time. ) I sprinkle some salt, pepper and monosodium glutamate into the bowl, and then stir it with chopsticks.

After all the eggs are stirred evenly, I will heat the oil pan and pour the eggs into the oil pan. In less than two minutes, a plate of scrambled eggs from Huang Chengcheng appeared in front of my eyes.

Just as I put the food on the table, the door opened and my mother came back. My mother stuck me in the kitchen and asked me, "Bao Xiao, what smells so good?" I smiled and told my mother that I made scrambled eggs.

My mother looked at me in surprise, her mouth opened wide and she couldn't speak for a long time. I took the opportunity to put an egg in her mouth with chopsticks. Mother ate with relish and nodded.

Just then, my father came back. As soon as he came in, he ate half the eggs in the bowl without asking. Until I shouted "Dad!" He wiped the oil on his mouth and blurted out, "Why did you eat so early today?" Hearing this, my mother and I both laughed.

Then my mother told my father that I cooked today's meal, and my father repeatedly praised me as a sensible child. I grinned and laughed happily.

What an honor it is to do something for my parents! I learned to take care of myself, and I can also lighten the burden on my parents and get their praise, killing two birds with one stone. Why not? I found this online. You can rewrite it according to your own actual situation, instead of copying the original.

6. 500 words in winter vacation The first cooking composition is Saturday, and I want to learn some housework. What should I do? After careful consideration, I decided to fry persimmons with eggs. I told my mother the idea, but she agreed. I jumped for joy.

I finally hope it's time to cook. I came to the kitchen, took out two tomatoes and three eggs from the refrigerator, and prepared to start cooking.

I washed the persimmon first, then cut it into small pieces, put it aside, and then began to beat eggs. I picked up the first egg and tapped it gently, but it didn't open. I knocked again with a little strength, but it still didn't open. The egg bulged as if to say proudly, "You are so young that you can't beat me!" " Unconvinced, I said to myself, "Who says I can't beat eggs? "I hit hard and the egg finally broke a hole. I broke my hand along my mouth and got the egg white.

My mother told me, "If you open your mouth down, you can't get it." I listened to my mother and picked up the second egg. According to my mother's words, I broke the third egg and mixed the three eggs evenly with chopsticks.

Mother put the pot on the stove and poured some oil into it. After a while, the oil smoked. I poured the eggs into the pot, fried them into pieces and put them on the plate. Then I poured the persimmon into the pot and fried it, adding some seasoning. When the persimmon is ripe, I pour the eggs into the pot and fry them a few times. After the eggs and persimmons are evenly fried, I put them on a plate and serve them.

My mother tasted my fried eggs and tomatoes and praised my cooking. I quickly picked up chopsticks and put an egg in it, blew it and put it in my mouth. Mmm, delicious!

After all, this is my first time cooking, so I think this meal is particularly delicious!

7. Learn to cook 600 words. During the winter vacation, the teacher said that we should learn to cook a dish.

I have been thinking about what to cook since yesterday. This morning, I decided to learn to cook eggs and stir-fry tomatoes.

At noon, I put on my mother's apron and sleeve head and prepared to cook. By memory, I took out a bowl from the cupboard and smashed another raw egg in the bowl. At this time, my "master"-mother said, "One more is not enough." I have to beat another egg in the bowl. After the eggs were mixed, mother said, "There is water in the pot, fire, dry the water, and then turn on the range hood to prepare the lampblack." I turned on the fire and the range hood. In the process of drying water, my mother asked me to take a tomato, wash it and cut it in half. I picked a big red tomato from the basket, washed it with clean water under the tap, put it on the chopping board and cut it in half. But half is big and half is small. I chose the big half and cut it into small pieces. Because of my poor knife skills, I laughed at the tomato pieces cut out, big and small, wide and narrow.

The water in the pot is dry. It's time to put oil in the pot. I took the oil bottle, and I didn't know how much to put in it, so I had to ask my mother to watch it for me. "all right." I quickly put the oil bottle back. Just about to pour the eggs, my mother said, "Wait until the oil is hot." I turn left and turn right. Suddenly I smell a smell of oil. The oil is hot! I pour the eggs that have just been stirred into the pot.

There was an oily sound, and the egg just poured into the pot did not separate, like a big cake, and there was a small milky bubble. Some eggs haven't been oiled yet. I asked my mother how to separate the eggs. Mother said, "Oil the eggs and fry them with a spatula." I tried, the eggs were separated, and I was going to pour the tomatoes again. "Zi La La" is another burst of oil, and the oil star splashed all over me. It's a good thing I wore an apron. When the eggs are tender yellow and the tomatoes are dissolved together, I add some salt, stir fry a few times and add a little water. When the eggs turn golden, I can cook.

Smell it, it smells good! Take a bite, it smells better! But I made chopping board soup and eggs. I couldn't help laughing when my mother asked me to watch it.

It's really a sense of accomplishment to watch your own cooking. At the same time, I also realized that it is not easy for my mother to cook. Cooking by yourself is really interesting!

8. The composition of a dish in winter vacation is 800 words. How to write? The teacher assigned us an arduous task and learned to cook a dish. That's just because I've never cooked a dish. I always try! Make scrambled eggs with tomatoes! I like eating, and it's easy to make.

I'll sort out the steps of scrambled eggs before I do it. Step 1: Wash and cut the tomatoes. Step 2: Beat the eggs. The third step: stir fry. The first step was completed soon, and I felt very relaxed. The second step is to beat the eggs. I thought it was simple, but I beat five or six eggs in succession, but I always failed. Either I can't break them and slide them into the bowl, or the egg white, yolk and eggshell slide down together. Alas, this bowl of eggs is all wasted. I'm not discouraged, I'm just curious about how to beat eggs well. I summed up the reasons for the failure and came to three points. Ha ha ha, anyway, fight again. I picked up an egg and banged it on the edge of the bowl. I quickly broke it and accurately flowed into the bowl. Okay, it worked. The third step, stir fry, turn on the gas stove, put the frying spoon and pour the oil. Well, here comes the question again, scrambled eggs or tomatoes first. In order not to waste any more, I asked my grandmother, and she said, of course, scrambled eggs first, and then scrambled tomatoes. I followed suit and poured the eggs into the pot, which immediately stuck to the bottom of the pot. Fortunately, I put more oil in it, so it won't stick to the pan. When frying eggs, I take them out first, then add some oil to fry tomatoes, then pour the fried eggs into the soup, stir them a few times and add some salt. Ok, let's go out.

Ah, ha, a plate of delicious red and yellow, try it, although something seems to be missing. Yeah, not bad. This is my little achievement. When I think about it, my taste is not so picky. I feel so happy and have a little sense of accomplishment after eating my own cooking.

9. Write a 400-or 300-word essay "I learned to cook". I learned to cook.

I woke up this morning, got dressed and found my mother still sleeping. I didn't wake her up, just waiting for my mother to get up and cook. At this time, an idea flashed through my mind: I am ten years old and it is time to learn to cook. I'll go to the kitchen and see what I can do. Looking for some mung beans, I remembered that my parents were very busy at work these days, and they had already got angry. Mung beans could get rid of the fire, so I decided to burn mung bean tea. I took a small bowl, filled it with a bowl of mung beans, picked up the dirty things inside, washed them with water, filled half a pot of water in the rice cooker, poured the washed mung beans into the rice cooker, turned on the power, and put the rice cooker on the cooking stall to prepare for cooking.

What dishes are fried? Mom usually likes scrambled eggs with tomatoes, so make scrambled eggs with tomatoes! I first took four eggs and two tomatoes and knocked them into the bowl like my mother. At this time, I was in trouble: I didn't know how much salt to put. It suddenly occurred to me that my mother usually only puts a little salt in scrambled eggs. I put a little as usual, stirred it and put it aside. I poured the oil into the pot, and before long, I heard the sound of "zi zi". So the oil is hot. I quickly poured the eggs into the pot, kept turning them over, broke them into pieces and poured them into the plate. At this time, I am relieved. When I went back to get the tomatoes, I found that the tomatoes had not been cut. I quickly picked up a knife to cut tomatoes. First I cut it on the chopping board, but I got a tomato juice on the chopping board. It suddenly occurred to me that my mother usually cuts it by hand, and I cut it carefully into the bowl as usual. After a while, I cut the tomatoes. I turned on the fire, and when the water in the pot dried up, I put a little oil in it. As soon as the oil smoked, I quickly poured the tomatoes into the pot, turned them over for a while, and then put the eggs back into the pot, adding Nande seasoning and monosodium glutamate. After stirring, I poured them into a plate, and a plate of delicious scrambled eggs with tomatoes was ready.

I turned on the rice cooker and saw that the mung bean had "blossomed". I knew the mung bean tea was cooked, so I took them out and served them on the table to wake my mother.

Mom got up and saw the food on the table. She was surprised and asked, "Who did this?" "I succeeded!" I'm proud to say. "Really? My child has grown up and can cook! " I was flattered by my mother's praise.

I learned this meal bit by bit when I usually watched my mother cook. It seems that "attention is everywhere"! In the future, I will observe carefully everywhere in my study and life, pay attention everywhere and learn more knowledge.