Today, my training classes are all over, and the teacher has little homework, so I decided to cook dinner for my parents. This is my first time in the kitchen. I happily touched the shovel and looked at the chopping block curiously. I feel that everything around me is so novel that I don't know how to start.

At this time, my mother suggested, "Hey, let's be toothpick meat!" I nodded my head. My mother brought me a tenderloin and I touched it. Wow, it's soft and elastic, and it feels good. It feels particularly comfortable. Mother said, "cut it into pieces first, and then dice it." Remember, it needs a small cube with a side length of 1 cm. " I thought: Wow, should I bring a ruler when cooking? My mother seemed to read my mind and said, "It doesn't matter, as long as it's rough."

I thought about it and then I started. When I cut it, my mother watched and shouted "Watch your hand!" from time to time. "I cut the meat piece by piece, looked at the menu, and put some cumin, spiced powder, white pepper, salt, soy sauce, starch and other seasonings in the meat to stir. The pink meat has turned brown. This meat needs to be marinated for two hours. Two hours later, my mother said that she would use a toothpick to penetrate the meat. I'm afraid of getting dirty. Every time I hold the meat in my left hand and the toothpick in my right hand, I pass it carefully, for fear of poking my hand and the meat will fall off if I don't pinch it tightly. Later, I invented a good method. I put a toothpick in each piece of meat, then picked it up and pushed the meat down with chopsticks. That's good! I put toothpicks into the meat one by one. At first glance, hehe, this is not toothpick meat, but a plate of hedgehogs. I put the ground toothpick meat into the oil pan one by one. I gently pushed the meat around with a spatula, and only heard the sound of "zi-er-er-er-er-er-er", and the color of the meat gradually became darker and darker. After a while, there was a smell of meat from time to time in the oil pan. I was so excited that I thought, What can I cook? I can't wait to eat this meat at once.

The first batch of toothpick meat was finally bombed. I picked up one, and my mother let me see if it was cooked, but I swallowed it in one gulp. Then fry the second batch and the third batch. I want to taste one in each batch. After toothpick meat was fried, I sprinkled some white sesame seeds on the meat. There are many white spots on the greasy toothpick meat, which looks better and more attractive.

Later, I made delicious dry fried shredded pork and vegetable fish ball soup. Eating my own cooking, I feel particularly delicious, and my appetite is much larger. Mom and dad also praised me for doing well.

Being a chef for the first time, I feel a little scared, a little novel and a little excited. I really want to have this opportunity to be a little chef again.