When it comes to cooking, I am an old hand. When I was a child, other children had similar lofty aspirations. When I grow up, I want to be a scientist and a doctor, while I just want to be a chef. At that time, I followed my mother's example, wearing an apron and waving a spatula around the stove. I didn't go to kindergarten at that time, and I didn't reach the height of the stove. I had to cut vegetables on the chopping board with a small stool. Once, I just cut vegetables and turned to get off the bench. I was accidentally scratched by a knife and plunged into the instep. Suddenly, I was bleeding profusely. My mother quickly dragged me to the clinic for a few stitches. I still have the bill I bought for my ideal on my instep. Later, I told my mother more than once that I didn't want to study after graduating from junior high school and wanted to learn to cook. At first, my mother thought I was joking and didn't take my words to heart. Probably because I have recited it too many times, she told me seriously that I can't be a chef with such a small skeleton, and I don't even have the strength to lift a spoon. In this way, my wonderful life as a chef was killed.

? Strangely, my love for food has run out since then. I don't like cooking, but I often turn over the menu. When I was in college, my friends and I went to the Book City. She came to see what book I was reading, but I didn't expect it to be a cookbook for a long time. I hate cooking, because I especially hate the smell of lampblack. I often go to a friend's house for dinner, preferring to wash dishes rather than cook. After work, if you can eat in the canteen, you will never cook in person. Therefore, my kitchen is very cold and there is no smell of fireworks. Some people say that if you want to see the happiness of an ordinary family, you must go into the kitchen to see it, where the family's attitude towards life is hidden.

? This Spring Festival holiday is particularly long. Because of my mother's protection, I have hardly cooked or even washed vegetables. Later, when the domestic epidemic situation improved, it was slowly unsealed. My parents went out to visit relatives, and my little nephew and I were at home. I didn't eat, but the child can't be hungry. I cooked two dishes in a perfunctory way, and my little nephew also ate a bowl full of rice. My little nephew is a very boastful child. He comforted me that it was delicious, but my grandparents cooked it better. A few days later, the unit asked me to return to work, and the canteen was closed. I was not at ease eating out. You have to help yourself with three meals a day. Go to the vegetable market to buy food, pick and choose, pick and choose, some dishes are very eager to eat, but they really can't cook, so they have to put them down again. I always go home with a full load, but actually I don't know how to start walking around the kitchen. With the feelings and intentions of ingredients, I shared my achievements in a circle of friends after doing it well, but I didn't expect to get good comments. To tell the truth, I often cook some dishes, such as crucian bean curd soup, and some dishes I cooked for the first time, such as fried steak and asparagus shrimp. Some friends asked me what to do and asked for a tutorial. I really don't have any tutorials. I just want to make them delicious, and the result is exactly what I want.

? Many people have eaten much more delicacies than I have, but they can't cook a dish. Cooking, I don't think it is necessary to deliberately. Pairing according to the number of times you usually eat out, you can certainly make a good dish, but some people have poor observation and less concentration. Observation is a very good quality of a person. Observing the people and things in the surrounding environment, learning from each other's strong points and using them for my own use is an ability in itself. Some of the dishes I shared were cooked for the first time, but that doesn't mean it's the first time for me to eat them. For example, steak, which I have eaten in restaurants countless times, naturally left its cooking flavor in my mind. The dishes I cook are also the style that I often eat out. Cooking is also a person's experience and course. Occasionally, I read the diet philosophy of Dr. Tzu-I Chuang from Taiwan Province Province in Weibo. She is a doctor of anthropology, consul general Guan Furen is her, singer is her, and gourmet is her. At the age of 30, she gave up her doctorate and studied cooking instead. She put her philosophy of life into food: she turned life into the moon in the daytime, not seeking dazzling prosperity, but wishing not to be confused by the secular tide.

? Everything is done with your heart, you don't deal with it, you don't perfunctory, and the result will often surprise and surprise you, and cooking is no exception. Hastily, prevaricate at random, no matter how delicious the material is, it will become tasteless in your hands. The ingredients are psychic and can feel your watering and creation. Every knife cutting, every step of dish color matching, every stir-frying and every constant temperature debugging are the sublimation of their furnace regeneration. When I was absorbed, I watched the hot oil go into the pot and the garlic and ginger crackled. That kind of steaming fireworks, yes, is what I like.

? The happiness of life is created by oneself. It is a kind of practice to make a delicate fruit platter and cook a pot of health porridge. What is valuable is not only the skills and processes that you gradually become familiar with, but also an obsession with life. With sincerity and emotion, life will never fail everyone who is serious.