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.
-"Learn to Cook" This morning, I came to the kitchen to watch my mother cook. At that time, my mother told me that when she was my age, she had cooked for my grandparents and uncles. Look at me, but I can't cook yet. It's really a pity, but I also admire my mother.
So I decided to learn cooking from my mother today. First, my mother brought bamboo shoots, pulled off their shells, washed them with clear water, cut them into pieces, then washed the bones and stewed them in a pot filled with water. I asked my mother, "How long will it take to stew?" My mother said to me, "About half an hour!" Mother began to prepare other dishes while stewing bones and bamboo shoots.
I saw my mother wash the vegetables, then cut off the roots of each handful and put them aside. Beat the eggs again, stir well, cut the onions and set aside.
I started frying eggs. My mother put down the oil first, and then put down the eggs when the pot is hot, and stir-fry them. After a while, my mother put down the salt and continued to stir fry. It was almost time to cook, and my mother finally put in onions. After about half a minute, the eggs are cooked. Looking at the delicious eggs, I can't help but want to taste them. Wow, it smells good.
Finally put the eggs on the other side. Then, I started cooking. Like eggs, I put down the oil first, and then put down the dishes when the pot is hot. But like eggs, the most troublesome thing is that oil always overflows. Fortunately, I dodged quickly and dodged.
Add salt, stir fry, finally add monosodium glutamate, and finally it's fine again. During this period, my mother spiced the bones and bamboo shoots.
The last dish was jellyfish soaked last night, and soon, a sumptuous dish appeared.
It's too hot to learn to cook. I, hiding at home all day, eating cold drinks and enjoying air conditioning, feel bored. It was hard to watch my mother cook, so I said to my mother, "Mom, I also want to learn to cook!" " Mom agreed.
Ingredients: shrimp, ginger and onion.
Tools: pot, knife, plate, colander, bowl.
Seasoning: water, salt, yellow wine, soy sauce and vinegar.
Name of the dish: thriving.
We went to the market and bought a catty of shrimp. Because I haven't cooked the shrimp yet, I'll do it, and my mother is in charge. Mom asked me to wash the shrimp first and put it in the pot, so I did. First put the shrimps in the sink, let them move freely, and then give them a bath one by one. Unexpectedly, the shrimps were so disobedient that some even jumped out. It's like a game, I have to pick them up one by one … then, I put some water in the pot and put the washed shrimps in it. Mom now tells me to take out the ginger, cut it into pieces and put it in the pot, then wash and tie the onion and put it in the pot, then turn on the main gas valve and screw on the switch on the gas stove. I did everything. Now I'm cooking shrimp, and a shrimp is jumping up and down, as if to say, it's too hot, I'm going to die! The shrimp's body slowly changed from gray to red, as if it had changed a dress. Now I ask my mother, "Are you ready?" Mother said, "Not yet. We need to put some yellow wine and a little salt. " Say, just help me put the yellow wine and salt away. I wish I were a little more boring. The air smells of shrimp. Then I picked up the shrimp with a colander and put it on the plate. Take a small bowl and season it with some soy sauce. Mother likes to soak it in vinegar, so she pours some vinegar into another small bowl. You can finally eat it.
When eating shrimp, my mother praised the delicious food I cooked, and my heart was sweet.
3. Write a dish (scrambled eggs with tomatoes, sweet and sour pork ribs) in the sixth grade composition. Writing about excellent, fragrant, delicious, sweet and sour pork ribs is my favorite common home cooking.
First of all, I want to introduce sweet and sour pork ribs to you. In fact, it has three characteristics, color, fragrance and taste. It is covered with a golden coat, which makes your eyes shine with golden light; It gives off a refreshing smell, which will make your mouth water after smelling it; He gives off a faint smell of meat, which makes you feel refreshed after eating, and also has a happy taste, which must be the taste of mom. After this introduction, I believe you must be swallowing saliva. So, this dish is so delicious, do you really want to know how it is cooked?
Sweet and sour pork ribs look simple, but they are not easy to make. As the saying goes: "You can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient!" In other words, in the process of doing it, you need to be patient and master the temperature. The fire is too big and the meat is too old and hard; If the heat is not enough, it will not be crispy and delicious. Mom said it was just right to control the heat!
First, prepare half a bowl of water, a little soy sauce, two spoonfuls of vinegar, a little sugar, a little monosodium glutamate, some ketchup, and of course prepare starch for later use.
First put some water in the pot, add a little soy sauce to polish it, add a little vinegar to taste it, and then add some sugar, monosodium glutamate, salt and so on. Then pour in the fried ribs. When it comes to fried ribs, it's very particular. You can't be too tender and lose your chewiness, and you can't be too old and lose your freshness. You can't wait to fry the ribs. You have to put them directly in the pot, and the cooked ribs will be crisp. Then add water starch to thicken it to make it more viscous and tasty. Then stir evenly with a spatula and finally take it out. Only in this way can we make delicious and mouth-watering flavor food.
Eating sweet and sour pork ribs is also interesting! I used to lick its juice first, then eat it in one bite, then chew it carefully, and finally swallow it.
One day, because I was in a hurry, I not only got burned, but also hurt my teeth, because there was a bone in this rib. Although eating sweet and sour pork ribs has met so many misfortunes, it still ranks first in my heart. It's my favorite dish.
I made a composition about food by myself, with 300 words. Today, our home is very lively! Children, do you know why my family is so busy? To tell you the truth, because I want to learn cooking from my mother. Come with me if you want to learn!
Early in the morning, I woke up early from my sleep and have been looking forward to the arrival of noon. I must learn to cook today, because I applied to my parents for cooking the night before. If my parents are not at home one day, I won't starve to death and take care of myself. Listen, what can I do?
At eight o'clock ... at nine o'clock ... at ten o'clock, it's finally time to cook. I happily took the dishes to be washed out of the dish basin and put them under the tap to wash a lot of leaves. I washed the dirty things off the leaves wholeheartedly, and my mother stood by and said, "Wash the vegetables and cut them like me." After listening to my mother's words, I washed it carefully several times and finally cleaned the cabbage.
So I cut vegetables with a kitchen knife. At first I thought it would be easy to cut vegetables. I cut the vegetables long and short, stagger and cut them at sixes and sevens. Mother said, "It is also important to cut a dish well. Some can be cut into strips, some can be cut into pieces and some can be cut into pieces. " But the shape of the dish must be uniform. Why don't you use your brain? If you want to do a perfect thing, you must consider it first. "Hearing this, I feel extremely ashamed. I thought: I should concentrate on cutting vegetables and don't think about it.
Cooking has begun. I cleaned the wok, carefully turned on the gas, turned it, and then pressed a switch of the gas stove tightly. The blue gas began to burn. I used my memory to see how my mother used to cook. Put the oil first, so I poured Jinlong oil on the pot. Unexpectedly, the water in the pot was not completely dry before it touched the oil. I only heard the splash of oil. After a while, when the oil was cooked, I remembered that my mother would put a little salt at this time, so I put it. The salt crackled when it touched the oil, which scared me. Like firecrackers, I think! I shivered and instantly poured all the freshly cut vegetables into the pot. "Cha ..." The salt died. The voice is getting smaller and smaller, and my heart is gradually calming down. I picked up the shovel and turned it over, but the food kept pointing at my shovel. My mother came over and read my mind. She grabbed the shovel in my hand and said, "Look, turn the food up from the bottom of the pot." While listening, I grabbed the shovel from my mother. Listen to me, shovel I muttered to myself. Slowly, slowly, I am proficient. My mother told me to put some spices in it so that the food would be fragrant. Finally, I covered the pot and waited for white smoke to come out of the pot.
I learned 500 words of cooking composition.
Today is March 8th Women's Day. I want to cook a delicious dish for my mother to relax her.
I want to make shredded potatoes with vinegar! Although this is an ordinary dish, probably everyone has eaten it, but there is a lot of knowledge in it! I took out three fresh potatoes without buds. It is said that people with buds will get food poisoning. First, wash the mud on the potato surface, peel it off, split it on the chopping board, slice it first, then shred it, and soak it in clean cold water for a while, so that some starch in the potato shreds can be soaked out, otherwise the fried potato shreds will not be crisp.
Brush the pan, open the fire to dry, and then add three spoonfuls of peanut oil. When the oil is hot, put the shredded potatoes into the pot and stir-fry with high fire. When the wok is half cooked, add a little soy sauce and more vinegar, and stir well. When it is 80% ripe, add proper amount of salt and monosodium glutamate, and then add chopped green onion and Jiang Mo. Turn off the heat and take it out after frying.
After frying, I saw it was burnt. After repeated analysis, I know why I was burned. First, my fire is too hot. Second, I cook unevenly and move too slowly; Third, there is no water in the frying process, and the starch is diluted in time. So I fried the pot.
It's so simple to watch my mother cook at ordinary times, but it's so difficult to actually do it! Today, I really realized the meaning of the sentence "It seems easy, but it is difficult to do".
When I used to eat my mother's cooking, I often said, "What's the name of this dish? How can it taste so bad! Let me do it, it will be delicious. " Now I dare not say any more, because I really realize that cooking is not a simple matter, and it is too difficult to master the cooking temperature.
After summing up my own experience of cooking failure, I made shredded potatoes soaked in vinegar. My cooking is much more delicious than before, and my parents praised me.
5. Help me write a composition with a dish by hand. Learn to cook in 300 words. I live in a reliable home. I live a happy life with clothes to reach out and mouth to mouth; But I think about it. If one day I leave my parents' life, I will have insufficient food and clothing. So, I'm going to let my mother teach me to cook! Today, my mother asked me to cook a roast chicken, and I thought to myself, Ah, roast chicken! Great, I like it best! I learned it today, and I just need to master all the materials in the future! After thinking about it, I started doing it.
Mother asked me to cut the chicken in half first, and then cut it into small pieces. I thought, isn't it easy to cut chicken? Is it difficult to beat me? Nothing! I picked up a kitchen knife and began to cut.
But I haven't cut it for a long time. I tried my best and finally cut it! Then, my mother asked me to heat the oil in the pot, and then put the chicken in when the oil is hot! After a while, the oil was hot, so I put the chicken in. However, when I let the chicken go, it seems to be under control and the chicken can't let go.
Finally, I think it will be released sooner or later anyway. Now, it will only be a waste of time. I dare to put the chicken in the pot whether I like it or not.
Suddenly, the oil in the pot jumped up and splashed on me. Ouch, it really hurts! Now, I started to fry chicken for five minutes, and my mother asked me to put bean paste and old wine in it.
Then cover the pot and stew. Time passed by, and suddenly I felt a fragrance coming! Ah! It smells good! I smell it, and my mouth is watering! After a while, this bowl of chicken can finally be cooked! I smell it. It smells good! I can't wait to taste it. Wow, it's better than a five-star chef! When my mother saw the taste of my cooking, she couldn't help taking a bite and said, "Well, it's delicious! It seems that my daughter has really grown up! Know how to cook for my mother! " Mom smiled with relief! Yes, the fruit you grow is delicious! I saw my mother's happy smile and thought: I must help my mother do housework and cook for her in the future! Huang Xiuxian and Wang Xiuxian.
6. Learn to cook a dish with your parents and write a composition. The topic is self-made (fifth grade). I feel grown up and want to learn some housework.
After careful consideration, I decided to boil eggs and stir-fry persimmons. I told my mother the idea, but she readily agreed. I am very lucky!
I finally hope it's time to cook. I went to the kitchen and took two tomatoes and three eggs from the refrigerator to prepare for 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 break. I knocked again with a little strength, but it still didn't open. I hit it 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's words, picked up the second egg and did as her mother said. Sure enough, I cracked it. In this way, I continued to crack 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 pan and fried it, adding some salt. When the persimmon was ripe, I poured the eggs into the pot and fried them a few times. After the eggs and seeds 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, it's delicious!
After all, this is my first time cooking, so I think this meal is particularly delicious!
7. Write a composition for the sixth grade, about a kind of food and the process of making it. As the 400-word saying goes, "Food is the most important thing for the people", I quite agree with this sentence. I can call myself a "little gourmet" because I have a good knowledge of dishes. I can name hundreds of dishes. Roast duck in Beijing, Little Sheep in Inner Mongolia, mutton bread in soup in Xi 'an, Daoxiao Noodles in Shaanxi. ...
Mapo tofu is not only spicy and delicious, but also colorful. The tender and white diced tofu stood in a neat "team" on the plate and put on "clothes" made of bright red hot sauce. It looks like a burning red flame with some meat foam in the middle. Green chopped green onion is sprinkled on the plate, just like green leaves, and the diced tofu stained with hot sauce becomes blooming one after another.
The practice of Mapo tofu seems complicated, but it is actually very simple: cut the tofu into square pieces, let them "jump" into steaming water one by one to heat their bodies, and then take them out for later use. Then, cut the meat into small pieces and crisp them with vegetable oil. Then, pour an appropriate amount of oil into the pot, turn on the switch and pour it into the oil. When the oil reaches 70-80 degrees, add diced tofu, add appropriate amount of starch, copy a few times, add appropriate amount of salt, soy sauce, bean paste, light a little white wine, and finally simmer for two minutes, and add a little monosodium glutamate when cooking. This dish of Mapo tofu with good color and flavor is ready!
Eating Mapo tofu is also very particular. When eating, first put a piece of tofu on it, dip some hot sauce in the plate, and gently put it in your mouth to chew slowly. It tastes hemp and spicy, and this taste fills any corner of your mouth. When I eat, I like to lick the hot sauce on the tofu first. Suddenly, the spicy taste of spicy sauce jumped into my mouth before eating tofu. Mapo tofu with unique flavor. If you are lucky, you can also eat a little bit of meat foam, which is crisp outside and tender inside, further adding the flavor of Mapo tofu and playing the role of finishing touch.
Well, after listening to my introduction, you have a certain understanding of Mapo tofu. Is this dish delicious? Alas, I won't talk to you. A dish of Mapo tofu is out of the pot. I, a "little gourmet", will try it. Goodbye!