In daily life or work and study, we have written essays, surely familiar with all kinds of essays, essays are composed of words, after human thought consideration, through the organization of language to express the significance of a subject. What kind of essays have you seen? The following is my essay on the topic of food for you to organize, for your reference and reference, I hope it can help the friends in need.
The food as the topic of the essay 1
I often hear people say that the small dumplings are delicious, but I have never tasted, and I do not know what the flavor is. This afternoon, my mom and dad took me to the small dumpling store to let me open my eyes, full of taste. I finally got what I wanted that day. Xiaolongbao one by one white, thin skin, it seems to have a packet of juice in, Xiaolongbao small and exquisite, shaped like a pagoda, was translucent strong, crystalline through yellow, pagoda on the top of a burst of aroma overflowing with the wind, the shape is similar to the buns, it is no wonder that it is called Xiaolongbao. Xiaolongbao above is generally a cage inside ten, each is bulging like a small snowball, only above a bumpy place, not yet come up I was intoxicated by the aroma. I could not wait to devour the whole steamed dumplings in one bite. A cage of xiao long bao came up, I sat down on the chair, the freshly steamed xiao long bao emitted a faint aroma. Once I smelled this fragrance, I couldn't help but take a big bite of it. Just picked up a "little fat pier" into the mouth, it began to resist. My stomach was rumbling with hunger at this time, and I wanted to make my mouth bigger and swallow the four xiao long bao in one mouthful. So I used chopsticks to carefully pick up the small dumplings, because a small bite, the juice is like an army of horses running into my mouth. I dipped it in a little bit of vinegar and lightly into my mouth, the meat filling was fluffy and soft, and as soon as I chewed it, its meat loosened up all at once, fresh and delicious.
My mom said, "You should eat Xiao Long Bao with a little bit of vinegar, gently bite a hole to suck up the delicious soup inside, and then eat the skin and meat. The essence of the delicacy of xiao long bao is in the soup. When I ate them the way my mom told me to, the soup was fresh, the skin was thin and the meat was tender, so they were really delicious. Sure enough, I don't know if I don't eat Xiaolongbao for a while, but I can't forget it once I eat it. I gobbled it up. Its meat is very full, bite fresh, thick, salty, let you eat still want to eat. So I again pestered my mother to buy a guest, when the auntie smilingly served, how can I let go of it eat one after another, in eating a mouth full of flavor, smack smack, can not stop praising: "beautiful! Really delicious." In a blink of an eye, and was eliminated by me, touched the bulging belly, licked his mouth, the aftermath is not over.
How about it, the heart of the heart is not as good as action, go eat our hometown Xiaolongbao!
This is a local snack unique to the winter of Jiangnan.
When I was a kid, I ran to the street as soon as I got out of school, of course, this is when I had a few dollars in my pocket. Through the alley, over the bridge, you can smell the smell of fried stinky tofu. The person who ran the fried tofu business was a thin old man with white eyebrows and beard, and he always carried a stretcher, which was actually a box made of wood, with stinky tofu, soy sauce, chili sauce, and a stack of small plates in the front box, as well as a canning jar with a few pairs of chopsticks inserted into it. In the back a box rested a small coal stove and a pot.
The old man always stood on the corner of the street, concentrating on deep-frying stinky tofu. I never heard him yell, but there were always a lot of diners who came looking for the smell and stood in a circle in front of his small stretcher. His stinky tofu is very distinctive. At first glance, it looks black, no different from other stinky tofu, but as soon as it is put into the pot and then taken out of the pot, it becomes golden and fragrant, and coated with a layer of soy sauce or chili sauce (his chili sauce is homemade, red, spicy and comforting), it is yellowish and reddish, and very beautiful. Carefully bite into a mouthful (because it is very hot), outside the yellow inside white, outside the crispy inside tender, spicy stimulation, at this point is not to eat but the tongue playing a roll down to swallow.
The old man is always only a few pieces of deep-fried, deep-fried several pieces to sell a few pieces, so wait for the people are a food, other people **** peer attention. Eat fried stinky tofu is mostly women and children, it is really strange, Jiangnan women are not spicy, but a stretcher to the front of this have become "hot girls", chili sauce coated with a thick layer of coating, women at this time, no matter what Sven, ate straight to the lips red, snot and tears, hot sweat straight out of the mouth. The old man just couldn't stop saying: spicy stick, do not eat a lot of grams. Said to say, he did not go to block. So, the old man's chili sauce every day to consume a bottle.
At that time, my father gave me 50 cents a month, at least half of the money is contributed to the stinky tofu. A piece of stinky tofu cost a penny, and after eating a piece, the day could only be quiet. Sometimes I didn't plan to overspend, so I restrained myself from running there for fear of growing hooks in my eyes. However, at times like that, if I accidentally slipped in front of the old man's stretcher, the old man would always see everything, as if realizing that I didn't have half a penny in my pocket, and would smile and fry the crunchiest and most tender piece and give it to me to eat.
Leaving that small town in the south of the Yangtze River for more than twenty years, I have never eaten that delicious fried stinky tofu (although I have eaten fried stinky tofu in other cities in the south of the Yangtze River, but the flavor always seems to be a little worse). It always appeared in my dreams, and together with it, there was that skinny old man with white beard and white eyebrows whose name I didn't even know.
Essay 3 on the topic of foodSugar not dump, my favorite
Food, as the name suggests, is delicious food, expensive Boston lobster, cheap pancake fruit, but in my mind food is not divided into expensive and cheap, as long as it is their favorite, can be called food. In the big family of China, we have 34 provinces, each province has its own specialties, such as: Beijing's Peking Duck, Nanjing's Duck Blood Vermicelli Soup, Guangdong's intestinal noodles and so on. As the saying goes, "Cuisine with anticipation before eating and after-eating aftertaste is no longer just a simple taste sensation, but also a kind of spiritual enjoyment." Enjoying food also depends on the occasion, the occasion is good, the food eat up more flavorful. The world's food culture is profound, nutrition is also different, taste more food, let the body more healthy.
As we all know, there is a sense of taste on the human tongue that can distinguish between five flavors: sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, salty, and so on, so there are a lot of people who are looking for more delicious food, and I'm one of them. I am also one of them. I am more inclined to the sweet category, the most favorite "sugar not dump". "Sugar not dumped" from Guangdong, as the name suggests, the first word of food is "sugar", then you need a lot of fine sugar will be boiled into a thick syrup, the production is required seven seven forty-nine procedures, extremely time-consuming.
Sugar is not dumping the ingredients is also very delicate, need to use 100g glutinous rice flour, 50g brown sugar, the right amount of crushed peanuts, the right amount of water and 3 slices of ginger. After preparing the ingredients, slowly add warm water to the glutinous rice flour, knead it into a smooth dough, add a few drops of oil to it and wait for 10 minutes. 10 minutes later, take it out and knead it into a ball of the same size, then crush the peanuts and set aside. Fill a pot with cold water, bring to a boil over high heat, add the balls and cook until they float, then lift them out and cool in cool water, set aside. In the pot, pour a little water into the brown sugar, simmer until thickened, put the pills, peanuts, stir fry. 1 minute later, pick up the plate, sprinkle peanuts, a colorful full of sugar does not shake on the completion.
Looking at the aroma of the sugar does not shake, my brother and I have long been delighted, eager to taste a mouthful, wow ...... the sweet sauce will be in the mouth of the圏 a圏 a spread, and peanut crushed into the most harmonious block, and then taste a taste of pills, smooth and sweet, wake up the stomach and not greasy, as white clouds like a general soft and sticky! It's so delicious that you can't stop eating it after one bite. Oh, it's my favorite dessert!
My favorite delicacy is the colorful, fragrant and tasty snack - xiaolongbao.
Xiaolongbao is mouth-watering to look at. A small and delicate little buns, neatly placed in the steamer. They were crystal clear, and you could faintly see the meat and soup inside. At their top, there are dozens of folds evenly distributed, among which there are several small and deep whirl, as if with a chrysanthemum hat. Exquisite! People can not help but "mouth watering three thousand feet"!
Xiaolongbao is not only delicate and small, but also very delicious.
"Move gently, lift slowly, open the window first, then drink the soup." When eating small dumplings, you should carefully clip one to prevent the outer skin from breaking, and then put it in front of your nose to smell it, wow! An aroma comes to your nose. Afterwards, just bite a small mouth on the xiao long bao. First as an artificial fan, blowing the hot juice. Then "shh!" Sucked into my mouth, ah! It's so delicious! Then the skin and meat. The skin is very elastic and chewy, and the meat has a different flavor. Really thin skin and tender meat, full of juice, delicious!
I remember once, I went to eat small dumplings, a store, the unique aroma will drill into my nose, my appetite all of a sudden hang up, Dad ordered a large portion of small dumplings! It didn't take long for them to come up, and I couldn't wait to take one. Dad rushed to say: "Don't be in a hurry, eat slowly ......" but his words just fell, I bit a big mouth, the result of the hot juice all at once into my mouth, scalding my tongue numb, leaping up from the stool. "I learned my lesson and carefully bit off a piece of the skin, blew it cool, and then savored its freshness. Finally, I ate the meat with the skin, and the flavor made me savor it. Since then, I also gave it a funny nickname "popping berries".
Xiaolongbao is so delicious, its practice is naturally very careful, has a certain technical content. Listen to the store's dim sum chef introduced, the first good meatballs on the skin, wrapped up to leave a small mouth, and then placed in the steamer to steam, half-cooked, and then pour the soup into the small mouth, and finally sealed it. And the thinner the skin, the better it is, so you can enjoy it when it's steamed.
Small and delicate, thin skin and tender meat, full of flavor, it my favorite food - Xiao Long Bao!
The food as the topic of the essay 5
Tolstoy said: the ideal is the guiding light. Without ideals there is no firm direction, no direction there is no life. I say: if a person does not have an ideal, then all his life is boring and uninteresting, and his body is just an empty shell.
Everyone has an ideal in their heart, or a writer, or a nurse or a host. How can I not have my own ideal? If you ask me, I will say to you loudly and proudly, "My ideal is to be a gourmet, or a famous gourmet!"
The idea of being a foodie came to me when I was ten years old. I had nothing to do that day, so I turned on the TV and watched it, which was showing a program hosted by Mr. Cai Lan, "Cai Lan Food". At first I just watched it casually, but later I became more and more fascinated, and I could even say that I couldn't help myself. I often watched it and unconsciously imitated the gourmet, and then when I ate, too, I would comment on the dishes on the table, which would result in a scolding from my parents. As I watched more and more, my desire to be a foodie became stronger. I will always secretly resolve: I must be a gourmet, or a famous gourmet!
Usually nothing, I always have to beautiful fantasy: If I became a famous gourmet, I must first go to Beijing, to eat the famous Peking Duck, and must eat on the Great Wall; and then go to Belgium, go to the largest chocolate factory, taste the silky smooth chocolate; I also want to go to Thailand to taste the melt-in-the-mouth, flavorful durian pastry; and then go to Japan to eat the meat of the delicious, delicious, and delicious, and then go to the United States. I will go to Thailand to taste the melt-in-the-mouth, flavorful durian pastry, and then go to Japan to eat the delicious long-footed crab and snowflake beef.
Yes, it would be great to be a gourmet! Not only do you not have to pay to eat at a big restaurant, they are so happy that they will even give you money! Not only that, but you can improve your reputation, recommend delicious and affordable dishes, travel around the world, and increase the popularity of your country! Gourmets are an enviable profession!
Although the food industry is very good, but without action is impossible to succeed, so we must work hard, towards the goal. First of all, it must be a good study, so that they have a lot of knowledge, for the road to do the pavement of the gourmet; and then it is to improve their own oral communication skills in this area; secondly, it is necessary to watch some of the catering and cooking books, videos; the most important is to learn more about some of the customs of the countries, learn the etiquette of the countries.
I firmly believe that: the ideal is a lighthouse, illuminating my ship forward voyage; ideal is a rain, moisturize my seedling. "Spring water can not be picked dry, knowledge can not be learned." I have the confidence to break through all the difficulties, to pursue my ideals, to realize my ideals, for the glory of the motherland!