I feel very scared and tired at the thought of going to the kitchen. In such a small place, it is necessary to make a fire and prevent oil splashing, and you will accidentally cut your hand when cutting vegetables. More importantly, if you want to know how much salt to put, the bloody chicken and fish must be cleaned up. Yes, I was a kitchen idiot before I was 22.
I never doubt, let alone want to learn, whether cooking is still a necessary skill for a person to survive in this world. Cook for me if you like, I don't have to do it to please others.
20/kloc-graduated from college in June, and moved to Hangzhou to work and rent a house with my sister and brother-in-law. I haven't called home for a long time. It's not that I forgot, but that it smells like home. When I come home from work every day, I will definitely see my sister in the kitchen, and my brother-in-law will occasionally cook. Three people, three or four dishes, talking and laughing made me forget that I was in a foreign land.
September 20 13, I resigned and went to Xiamen to end my long-distance relationship. A week before I left, my sister and brother-in-law taught me how to cook. I am disgusted and clumsy, but I am still timid and knowledgeable.
"He can cook and learn from me," I muttered and rolled my eyes.
"He is him. This person is out of town. He can cook, so he won't be so lonely. "
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I always think my sister is very bad and always wants to mess with me. After all these years, I really appreciate her cooking.
A person in a foreign land, learn to cook, how much will not be so lonely, a little more hometown flavor.
If you love someone, you always want to do your best to be nice to him. When I arrived in Xiamen, it really changed.
September 20 13, I just arrived in Xiamen and haven't found a job yet. Brother Shi went to work, leaving me bored. I have a feeling of disgust when I see the kitchen of the rental house. Maybe I'm too busy, and there is little fire in the kitchen. The only oil stain stained the musty smell of time. Eyes staring at me, I feel very uncomfortable. My teeth bit my heart and I started cleaning.
On the second day with my boyfriend, I worked all day just to create a very fresh environment. Home should be like home, and it can't be ignored just because it is a rental house.
I never thought that one day I would cook a meal for the person I love. On the third day in Xiamen, I went to the vegetable market to buy chicken, and when I got home, I chopped the chicken into small pieces with a knife. I really hate throwing a few bloody pieces of meat, cleaning it over and over again, and watching the menu do it step by step. I spent four hours and one afternoon cooking a big plate of chicken.
I still remember the taste of that dish. It turned into a salt jar, which was terrible.
As for him, he knocked at the door before he got home. "Ipoh, open the door for me, I want to eat a large plate of chicken." This voice is still in my mobile phone, so I can't bear to delete it. A large plate of chicken, brother Shi sent a circle of friends for the first time. He only ate one dish, without steamed bread and rice, and repeatedly said it was delicious.
"Is it delicious?"
"Delicious, just a little salty."
Finally, this guy drank two pots of water and ran to the toilet countless times.
Perhaps, to love someone is to cook a meal for him, and watching him eat happily is a kind of happiness.
Cooking is a way for us to show our love to each other. It can cultivate the feelings of two people and make them feel more at home in a strange city.
In the following days, I really changed from a kitchen idiot to a small kitchen expert: pickled fish, boiled fish, sweet and sour pork ribs, coke chicken wings, celery clams and mapo tofu. I can arrange a table of dishes and win a full house applause.
Cooking is a kind of enjoyment and a process of creating and cultivating love. Love is for two people, and cooking is never for one person. People who need you more will cook for you.
Brother Shi's cooking is better than mine, especially dry frying. I don't want to cook every weekend. This guy can cook one or two dishes and a soup. "How good it is to cook, there is no need to wash the pot." This guy regards cooking as a meaningful thing, and washing the pot is to clean up the mess. He hates it.
When two people live together, life is nothing more than daily necessities. Whether we get along well or not depends on whether the firewood is flourishing or not and whether the kitchen is clean or not.
How is your life? Its shadow is hidden in the kitchen.
We have lived together for four years, and every time we move, there is only one requirement, that is, we can cook. It doesn't matter where you live, you must have a small kitchen. And when we finally had our own small home in the fourth year, we paid more attention to the decoration of the kitchen when we wanted to decorate it.
The most important thing in this family is not the bedroom. For a family of three, the bedroom is not too big, the living room is bigger, the dining room is suitable, and the kitchen is a must.
My ideal marriage life should be like this: two people have their own careers. After work, they go home and stay on the sofa, accompany the children, cook together, clean the room together, take a walk together and travel together. If you have something to say, you won't hide it. If you quarrel, apologize to each other first.
So plain, daily necessities, calm and calm, this is probably our pursuit of happiness.
After pregnancy, I like cooking more. I get up in the morning to prepare a simple breakfast, and then go out for exercise. Eat three meals a day and like the taste of your own cooking. In the evening, Brother Shi came back and I cooked. Every weekend, we go shopping in the vegetable market together. He cooks soup and cooks a few side dishes. Two people sit face to face and watch simple soap operas.
This extremely dull life is natural and comfortable, which makes me feel a little stable.
"Like this kind of food, if this is in the canteen, I don't eat. But home is different and delicious. " Take tonight for example. Brother Shi said this when cooking.
"I made it myself. It's delicious and not greasy."
Even if you simply fry a dish and eat two or three steamed buns, you feel very comfortable. The older I get, the more I hate eating out. I always feel that in order to complete the task, something else is missing.
During this time, friends will come to congratulate each weekend. I didn't ask for the convenience of going to a restaurant. My husband and I went into battle together and cooked several big meals. I really enjoy the feeling of "having friends at home to congratulate me", even if I clean up the mess, I won't feel trouble.
A complete home, hot or not, just look at the kitchen.
After we got married, we all fell in love with the smell of the kitchen. Rice, oil and salt are not troublesome, they are the seasoning for marriage.
If you love someone, just cook a meal for TA. In that small kitchen, there is a smell of your love.
A thoughtful housewife. Wechat official account: Liming ID: yibao 8690