A group of us walked into the energetic kitchen talking and laughing, and immediately began to operate according to the plan. Everyone in Qi Xin worked together to peel potatoes, wash cucumbers, cut carrots, plan shreds and peel onions. Everyone was laughing while doing their work, and the kitchen was full of laughter and excitement. In a short time, we will be finished!
The next step is deployment, and it's time for the money teacher to shine! Teacher Qian skillfully cut bacon and cheese into a large plate, put shredded potatoes and onions in it, then poured flour, fully mixed it, then poured some ingredients and flour, and fully stirred it. Then add a small amount of oil to the inner core of the rice cooker, and pour the contents of the plate into the pot. You're done! In the process of baking, we started the second project-making dumplings. Teacher Qian will make the noodles up first, and then we will knead them into round balls and add the stuffing. So many people wrapped it together that it was too late for people to rub the stuffing. In a short time, the plate was full. Tangyuan is in the pot.
"I want to fry chicken chops!" I don't know who gave a cry, and everyone rushed to the kitchen. Mr. Qian first took out a piece of chicken breast and put it in the pot. Suddenly, the oil splashed everywhere, and everyone took a step back. Slowly, the chicken chops gave off a burst of fragrance, and everyone was drooling. After about seven or eight minutes, Mr. Qian took out the chicken chops. When some people saw them, they immediately went forward and planned to take them. But Mr. Qian said, "It's not cooked yet, so cut it into pieces and fry it!" Ah, that's it. We had to wait. However, the chicken chops were baked right away. As soon as we saw them, everyone rushed to grab all the pieces. Some people were too slow to see the chicken chops, so they had to drool!
But don't lose heart, there are potatoes, pizza and dumplings! They came out one after another, and they were delicious. Everyone wolfed down their food ...
This dinner is really unforgettable! Not only delicious, but also greatly improved my cooking! The most important thing is that it has greatly improved the cohesion of our class!
2. The composition of family dinners mainly focuses on character movements) Happy family gatherings. "
My father-in-law's family is a big family, and his brothers and sisters have 1 1 people, plus more than 60 children and grandchildren of each family! In order to celebrate this rare big family, we have a party on the first day of every year.
This year is no exception. In previous years, we always held it in a big hotel, but we always felt that it was a little empty and not enough to gather gas. This year, my mother specially found a smaller hotel and covered the whole second floor. It's a coincidence that there is a place on the second floor that can be used as a stage, so my mother asked the waiters to move the table, and then moved the stereo and TV set down for everyone to sing and hold a party. What kinds of programs and games are there in this year's party? What prizes will there be? I look forward to ...
New Year's Day has finally arrived! At two o'clock, our family arrived at the hotel on time. When we got to the second floor, it turned out that we were the first to arrive, so I helped my mother prepare some game equipment. In a short time, the guests came one after another. This year, the host of the activity is me, Lele's sister, mother and uncle Xiaoxing. Our theme is: Happy Camp.
The first program, Lele's sister and I read Disciples Rules together. We read aloud generously. Although our mouths were dry after reading for a long time, my heart was still very sweet when I heard the warm applause from my relatives. The second program was announced by me: "Next, let's play a game-grab a chair. Who wants to participate?" Many people raised their hands, including old people. So, I invited five old people to the stage first. The music started, and the old people walked at a brisk pace with the cheerful music. I also noticed that their eyes kept looking at the chair sideways, for fear that they would not get the chair and lose, so I couldn't help laughing. At this time, the music stopped abruptly, only the sound of chairs' yi yi ya' was heard-the old people sat down quickly, alas! My aunt lost. Uncle Xiaoxing asked her to draw a sign in the bag. After she drew it, she read it aloud with a microphone: "Please name the capitals of five countries." My aunt was not bad. She told it all in less than a minute, and my mother gave her a glass pot award. Then, my mother invited five children to play "grab chairs" on the stage, and four of my friends and I ran on the stage happily, this time with the elimination system. The music started and we began to turn around the chair. "Stop!" A grandfather suddenly shouted, we sat down quickly, which caused a burst of laughter. It turned out that grandpa was teasing us! Everyone stood up again and circled, the music stopped, and we quickly sat down. Miaomiao's younger brother was eliminated, and I breathed a sigh of relief ... In the third round, it was just me and Lele's sister. We took a bitter look at each other, meaning that good friends were going to become' enemies'. The music sounded again, and Lele and I turned round and round, but the music just kept going, and my head was spinning! At this moment, the music suddenly stopped, ah! I went around behind the chair! Lele narrowly won. I thought: that's it. It seems that I have to answer the question. I drew a sign with a sad face and unfolded it-my frown turned into a smile: "Please ask the elderly over 70 to sing the same song." How nice it is that I can get a gift without thinking! I got a tiger doll, and Mao Mao's brother was so jealous that he deliberately put out a fist at me.
I also direct the old people to sing. This is my first time as a conductor. Facing the older generation, I shivered nervously. Fortunately, my eyes touched my grandmother, and she smiled at me, which made my heart more secure. When the music started, my grandmother seemed to know that I was not good at conducting, so she sang and conducted with me. I imitated my grandmother's gestures to complete the command task. I really want to thank grandma, or I'll make a fool of myself!
Next, everyone had dinner. I poured drinks for my relatives at this table, and then I started to eat with chopsticks. I was so hungry ... After dinner, we ended this happy party with colorful fireworks.
Have a happy and unforgettable New Year's Day! I really hope this kind of party can last forever!
3. Composition about the kitchen The most lively place in my home is the kitchen.
On Saturday, I heard the sound of water, so I stepped down from upstairs and went to the kitchen to see that it was my mother cooking. When my mother was ready to wash vegetables, I immediately moved a small bench. I sat there and watched my mother wash vegetables. When washing vegetables, the water made a "rushing" sound. Ah! How fast the water is flowing! After washing vegetables, we start to cut vegetables. When cutting vegetables, the kitchen knife and knife board make a "pedal" sound. Just like us, we stomp hard into the ground with our feet and also make a "pedal" sound. It's as fast as flying knives. After cutting the vegetables, when I started cooking, I made a "chirping" sound, as if I were chirping like a chicken. It was really like going to the countryside.
My kitchen is full of noise and smoke. This is my lively kitchen.
4. A rich dinner. 200-word composition My (Nicola's) wish has finally come true, grandma's birthday is coming again, and we are happy to go to the restaurant, but every time we make a lot of trouble.
I'm wearing a blue suit, but I didn't complain too much about this dress this time. My mother is wearing a blue coat and a pair of jeans. Besides, Uncle Ou Jin, who likes telling jokes, is wearing a very big tie today, and he looks very funny.
Before the dinner, I played pinball with my cousin Ella. I won three of them. How handsome!
After everyone arranged their seats, they began to serve. A waiter in a black tuxedo began to serve us sausages, which is my favorite kind. I eat a lot. But cousin Ella started to make trouble. He said that sausages were not delicious and he wanted oysters. Maddie menstruation advised him not to yell, so he put all the mayonnaise on Maddie menstruation's face, and Maddie menstruation gave Ella a a good scolding.
Then Uncle Ou Jin began to tell a great joke, but he accidentally knocked over his coffee and dropped his fork. As he continued telling jokes, he bent down to pick them up. Later, his voice trailed off, and then he suddenly appeared on the other side of the table. Dad scolded loudly: "Oujin, this is not a playground!" " Uncle Ou Jin laughed and replied, "You are jealous that you can't walk quietly like me."
The next meal is pizza, which is so handsome! It was full of cheese, diced ham and large pieces of meat floss. I ate three pieces. The dessert is ice cream, covered! It's vanilla chocolate
This time, it's still hard for the waiters. If this kind of family dinner comes several times a year, how cool it would be. Yasan (Yasan) is a fat partner who loves to eat and always eats in his mouth. We are best buddies. ) I must be envious after listening to it.
5. What do you think after the dinner? Last night, our department had a dinner at Jose's restaurant. Originally, it was planned to go out for a trip. Later, when we stopped going out, everyone decided to have a dinner. I remember that in the past, whenever something worth celebrating or being happy happened, no matter how big or small it was, someone would always suggest a meal. Therefore, people in a circle decide the grade of food according to the size of things, either hotels or street stalls. What you eat is secondary, and the key is the happy atmosphere. Even in the same unit, or close friends, there are very few opportunities to really open up their hearts because they work independently. Therefore, colleagues' dinners have special value. When we get together, we have to drink, eat and talk. Some people talk to make people laugh, while others talk to make people jump. But more is a harmonious atmosphere, even if there is any holiday, we have to endure it, at least before eating and drinking. Some people are crazy about drinking and talking nonsense; Some people can drink a toast to each other and smile at the kindness and enmity through dinner.
Originally, I should be very happy, but once I made a speech at a dinner party, I was tired of the company dinner party to some extent.
That seems to be when I was repairing water in Jiujiang in 2009. Those days were really endless dinners, and I wanted to throw up! Every day with those, section chief, director, mayor, township head, endless dinner, drinking that is inevitable. I remember on the table, a male colleague similar to me said that Jane was really an old uncle on the sprinkling table, and she didn't know the rules on the wine table, nor did she know how to toast or talk. It was my first time to drink, and then I tried my best to toast, with one leader and one leader offering respect. I wanted to be casual, but those people just didn't let you go, and they had to go through it. At last, they got dizzy and walked unsteadily. At last, they were told by their colleagues that they didn't understand anything, and the rookie who spilled on the table broke himself.
Think about it carefully, what he said is really true, but I was still young at that time, and I never thought about these deep meanings of dinner, and I would get drunk. After I left for Hangzhou from there, I basically kept silent when I had dinner in Lvdu, Difina, Caicai and as long as there was a department. This time, too, I just sat in this luxurious bag and ate quietly without saying anything, which led my colleagues to say that I was dull, I had never seen the world, and I couldn't let it go. I just laughed it off.
6. Family Dinner Composition More than 500 New Year dinners are accompanied by the baptism of the cold wind. With the fireworks playing, a brand-new year has come again. On this festive day, I, a little greedy cat, have a lot to eat! The New Year's Eve is also a beautiful scenery among many customs and activities in the New Year.
Finally, I came to the Red Apricot Restaurant to have a New Year's Eve dinner. After a brief greeting with my relatives, I couldn't wait to sit down and wait for the delicious food. But just looking at those cold dishes makes my mouth water.
Maybe I stared at the food for too long, and my mother seemed to see through my mind. Quietly said: "Just bear with me for a while, I know you are hungry, and you will be fine soon."
Look! Braised pigeon is waving to me! It is fragrant and shiny, and it is my favorite. Look! Steamed mandarin fish is calling me: "Don't you like me best? Hurry up!" " It's so-called annual surplus.
I can't help but swallow another mouthful of saliva. Finally, grandma raised her glass and said, "Happy New Year, everyone! Cheers! Feel free! " I quickly took a sip of coke.
Picked up chopsticks and began to eat. Well, this pigeon skin is tender, salty and fresh, so I immediately tore it into my mouth.
Before I could swallow it, I scooped up a bowl of Pingqiao tofu soup. It was delicious, the tofu melted in the mouth, and the taste was excellent, with an indescribable delicacy. Tasting vegetarian dishes, wow! The tarragon is crispy, and the soft and spicy dried bean curd is chewed, and the mouth immediately smells fragrant and salty juice permeates. It's really delicious, E69DA5E87AA7A686964616f3133339656532.
In addition, there are spicy cabbage with a runny nose, fat but not greasy Sichuan style pork, and fresh and pleasant steamed salmon that melts in the mouth ... In this way, everyone is beaming, laughing and feasting on this delicious food, and their hearts are full of joy. Ah, I'm hungry after talking. Let's start together.
7. An article describing the kitchen Zhang Guoli, a middle-aged male writer in Taiwan Province with a small endowment, wrote an article on "kitchen evolution", reviewing his mother's kitchen, his ex-wife's kitchen and his own kitchen, and describing in detail the kitchen he now owns with his wife. Mom's kitchen is a magical space that he thought "put the dough into the steamer, and the steamer will automatically spit out the delicious cabbage buns after a few hours"; His ex-wife's kitchen is a strange space where he has never poked his feet into a semi-disabled man who has been spoiled for a living. Your own kitchen is a fashion space to maintain the relationship between father and daughter and pursue your girlfriend by the way; Now, the open kitchen owned by my wife is an important space for the right living room, the back desk and the smell of vegetables to pervade the whole house from time to time.
The writer's pen is always full of magnetism. I visited his kitchen for a while, and I remembered the kitchen I had been in.
It was the mid-1970s when I could remember. We moved to a tube-shaped building in dad's unit. * * * Two floors, open-air stairs. Limited housing, basically a family of four is divided into two single rooms, each about 12- 15 square meters. There is no separate kitchen for the residents inside. Every household has a briquette stove in the corridor and a long table with a chopping board and some pots and bowls next to it. A public water room is located at the end of the corridor. Every time I wash vegetables and fill a pot, I have to go through a long corridor and glance at the furnishings of other people's homes that I always think are more beautiful than my own.
Diagonally across the hall is a native of Shandong. Their breakfast, lunch and dinner are always noodles, steamed bread, pancakes and other pasta. Because of them, I knew for the first time that steamed bread can be round, and my previous understanding of steamed bread shape was limited to the shape of steamed bread cut by a knife. In this aisle kitchen, my family should not have cooked delicious dishes. In my memory, young couples next door and next door often stir-fry spicy chili pepper, making the whole floor smoky and sneezing.
In the early 1980s, my kitchen was a single room with wooden boards, linoleum and other materials outside the house, covering an area of about 8-9 square meters. Pots and pans are placed on the long table, and bowls and scoops are placed in the cupboard, lined up along the wall. Simple window, there is a stove under the window frame. If it rains, pull the stove away from the window, because the window edge is poorly sealed, and rain will seep in. At that time, honeycomb briquette was burned, and the furnace was sealed well at night, so that it was not necessary to regenerate the furnace for several days. It's my job to make a stove, so what impressed me most in this kitchen is that I was tearful from the smoke, and my mother blamed me for not sealing the stove last night. As a result, I might eat raw rice at noon and be late for work and school in the afternoon.
There was another incident in this kitchen that I will never forget. Because the kitchen is in disrepair, there is a wide seam between the boards on the wall. One winter night, a wild cat seemed to use bone shrinkage to pass through the wide seam, and then managed to get into my bedroom next to the kitchen and jump on my bed. Because of the cold, it arched hard under the bed. I vaguely felt something, trying to push the "obstacle" away, but I didn't expect to touch a furry living thing. I sat up with a loud "wow-"and threw the wild cat out subconsciously. The cat "meowed" and ran away quickly. I stayed there for a long time without finding my soul. Since then, I have been insulated from furry pets.
In 1985, I finally walked into the kitchen of the apartment. The windows were watertight and the walls were airtight. The black coal was replaced by gas. Looking around the kitchen, it is spacious and bright, and the items are scattered. However, this neat arrangement will be unexpectedly destroyed.
At that time, dad often went on business trips. Mom tries to avoid killing chickens and geese while dad is on a business trip. Once my father was on a business trip for a long time, my mother saw that the live chicken was getting thinner and thinner at home, and she felt distressed and made up her mind to kill it. I was called an "accomplice" in the kitchen, and my job was to hold the chicken firmly: holding the drumstick with my right hand, twisting the chicken neck with my left hand, and wiping the chicken neck with my mother's knife. As a result, my mother's hand was shaking, and the chicken was in pain and struggling badly. As soon as I let go of my hand, the chicken bumped around the kitchen with a bloody neck. I stood still, and my mother was so angry that she scolded me for being useless and ordered me to catch the chicken. People and chickens struggle, and finally the chicken is not the enemy, caught, slaughtered and scalded. . . After stopping, look at the kitchen after the chicken flew, two words-"mess".