On Saturday, I saw my grandmother preparing to cook my favorite scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I ran to her side and shouted "scrambled eggs with tomatoes". My grandmother agreed, and then she told me the specific steps of making scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
I took two red tomatoes and two oval eggs. As grandma said, I washed the tomatoes with clear water first, then cut them into pieces and put them on a plate for later use. I continued to wash the garlic, onion and ginger, cut them and put them on the plate. Finally, I knocked a crack in the egg I took out and opened it to let the protein and egg white flow into the bowl. I use chopsticks to stir the egg yolk and egg whites evenly.
Everything is ready, and scrambled eggs officially begin. I poured some oil into the pot. Unexpectedly, a drop of oil jumped into my hand from the pot before I put it away. I let out a cry: "It's so hot!" Grandma said, "Let me do it." At this time, I was about to give up, when I suddenly remembered what my mother said: What you started should be finished, and don't give up halfway. So I said to my grandmother, "If you want to learn to do it, you must finish it and do it well. Otherwise, how can you learn?" Then when the oil is almost hot, I pour the eggs into the pot, stir them back and forth with a shovel until they turn golden brown, and then shovel them on the plate. Then put garlic, onion and ginger into the pot and stir-fry twice, and then put the cut tomatoes into the pot and stir-fry for a while. Finally, put the fried eggs into the pot and stir fry all the time. Stir-fry the tomatoes, mix the eggs together, add salt and stir-fry a few times before taking out the pot.
Tomatoes and eggs are fried, my forehead is sweating and my hands are a little tired. However, I am still very happy to smell the delicious tomatoes and eggs, because I learned to scramble eggs with tomatoes. While eating, I ate my own fried tomatoes and eggs, thinking to myself: it's so tiring to cook a dish. Grandma cooking a table for us every day must be tiring, hot and easy to get burned by the stove. I must not be picky about food in the future, so grandma will not worry about me.
My hometown is Linze, the famous hometown of red dates and the producing area of tomatoes.
Every March, tomato seedlings slowly drill out of the ground, revealing small "heads", and in a few days, very delicate branches and buds will grow. These small buds grow very fast and will grow green leaves in a few days. Those little leaves sparkle in the sun, and the green is dazzling.
Tomatoes have blossomed, and the small petals are like handfuls of umbrellas, emitting a slight fragrance from time to time, attracting countless bees and butterflies.
As soon as the tomato flowers fall, the small tomatoes like mung beans are covered with branches. You must not be a cat, because it is not delicious.
Late summer is the harvest season. Tomatoes grow up, from green to red, round and egg-shaped. From a distance, green leaves and red tomatoes are like red agates on a green carpet.
The tomatoes in my hometown are small but sweet, and have high practical value. Listen to the teacher: "tomatoes can be made into tomatoes, and tomatoes are also good things for beauty!" " "
I love my hometown, and I love tomatoes in my hometown even more.
I want you to guess what my favorite food is first. Yes, my favorite food is scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
To make scrambled eggs with tomatoes, you need to prepare some eggs and tomatoes. First cut the tomatoes into small pieces, then beat the eggs into a bowl and stir. Now you can shoot. Pour the oil into the pot. When the oil is hot, pour in the beaten eggs. When you lean to one side, stir the eggs with a spatula. The eggs will cook quickly. Now put the cut tomatoes in, fry them for a few minutes, and add some salt and seasoning. Because scrambled eggs with tomatoes are very simple, I can make them myself when I want to eat. But I don't recommend too young children to do it themselves, because it is very dangerous, and if they don't do it well in one step, they will get hurt.
Once, I beat too many eggs, so all the fried eggs smelled like eggs. Another time, I put too much oil in it. When I put in tomatoes and eggs, the oil "jumped out" and splashed on my hands, planting a small blister for me.
Whenever my mother cooks scrambled eggs with tomatoes, I can't wait to run to the table. Once I ran so fast that I almost fell down. I buried myself in eating. After a while, I looked up and my parents were dumbfounded. I burst out laughing.
Ah! Scrambled eggs with tomatoes, my favorite!
In May this year, our class teacher assigned me a task: planting tomatoes with nutritious soil and taking the fruits to school to share with my classmates.
I went home excitedly with tomato seeds. With the help of my mother, I planted the seeds carefully, then watered them on time every day, waiting anxiously for the seeds to germinate. More than ten days later, a green seedling appeared in the soil. I'm so happy! A few days later, three other seedlings also scrambled to grow. They thrive like me under the irradiation of sunshine, the nourishment of clear water, the nourishment of soil and my careful care. Slowly, they grew up bit by bit. Their stems are a little green, a little red and a little brown, which seems to be divided into several sections. Unconsciously, leafy tomatoes can no longer be squeezed into a flowerpot, so they have to be planted in different big flowerpots. As time goes on, the little tomato grows taller and taller, with more leaves and deeper roots, and several budding flowers and bones appear. In a few days, these flower bones seem to wake up from sleep, slowly stretch their limbs and be in full bloom proudly.
Now, some bright yellow flowers have withered, and the other part has become the fruit I expected-tomato. These immature tomatoes are a little green and a little yellow, like small green grapes. As the saying goes, as you sow, you reap. I hope that the last small tomato can also bear fruit, so that I can gain a lot from my labor and successfully complete the tasks assigned by my teacher.
Every weekend, my mother cooks lunch and dinner. It's delicious. I also want to cook a good meal like my mother.
One day, I asked my mother, "Can you teach me how to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes?" "ok." Mom said. Mother took out two tomatoes and two eggs from the refrigerator and called me into the kitchen. Mother said, "first beat the eggs into a bowl and break them up." I did as my mother said. I took the egg in my hand and tapped the edge of the bowl. The egg cracked a little. When I tried to break the eggshell, I tried too hard, and the eggshell was completely broken and fell into the bowl with the egg liquid. My mother comforted me and said, "Never mind, try again. The eggshell should be broken lightly, just right, so that the eggshell will not break. " I tried again as my mother said, and it really succeeded. The eggshell is not broken, and the egg liquid is all in the bowl. Then I beat the eggs evenly with chopsticks. After I beat the eggs, my mother asked me to cut the tomatoes into small pieces. I cut the tomatoes carefully. Mother asked me to pour some oil into the pot. The oil was hot, so I poured the beaten eggs into the pot and stir-fried them with a spatula. After frying, put the eggs in the bowl and start frying the tomatoes. When the tomatoes are fried to 70% maturity, pour in the freshly fried eggs, stir well, add some salt and sprinkle with chopped green onion, and a bowl of delicious scrambled eggs with tomatoes will be ready.
I tasted it and it tasted good. My mother praised my fried food. It turns out that cooking is not that difficult. The success of scrambled eggs with tomatoes made me understand that as long as you do one thing seriously, you will succeed.
Every time I see red tomatoes in the kitchen, I can't help but think of that spring outing. ...
This is an exciting spring outing, a long-awaited spring outing Before leaving, everyone packed their backpacks, just like traveling to the desert. I was no exception. I was so excited that I went to eat in the car. In a short time, my food was reduced by half, and there was little left at my destination.
Although I am not hungry, I still walk around uneasily, as if I feel uncomfortable without food in my mouth. I also want to try to ask my friends for it, but my self-esteem made me resist my desire. The piles of food in their hands filled me with jealousy. So, I was disheartened and chewed my "dry food". At this moment, suddenly someone patted me on the shoulder. I looked up. Oh, it's her.
She is about my age, with black hair, red face and black pearl eyes. I can always see her at a glance. She is my fourth-grade classmate, and we usually meet just for a chat.
I disdain to ask; "Why are you here?" She still smiled, her face was as red as a tomato, and she said, "Don't you have anything? Shall I give you something to eat? " I said, "No need." She insisted and forced me some tomatoes. Seeing that I wanted to give it back to her, I ran away like a rabbit.
I was left alone. I picked up the hot tomatoes in my hand and felt warm in my heart. Anytime, anywhere, we can help others, and we want that "warm tomato" to be everywhere.
There are two tomatoes in my family. The seeds of tomatoes were brought by a friend of my mother from Beijing Academy of Agricultural Sciences. Therefore, I take double care of it, watering it, fertilizing it and loosening the soil every day.
A few days later, small green tips appeared in the soil. Soon, these small tips will grow into strong tomato seedlings. I am very happy that there are small tomatoes on the seedlings. Tomato is not big, about as big as cherry tomato, and its green face is flushed, which is a sign that it is about to mature.
My tomato plants are very strong. We were away for a month. After the weather, tomatoes unexpectedly survived, and even more unexpectedly, they produced the first small tomatoes. I am secretly happy because my friend takes care of his tomatoes every day, and it is windy; There is rain; He always takes tomatoes home when it thunders. However, there are no tomatoes in his house.
Since the little tomato was born, I love it more. I put the rice washing water in a basin to dry all day, just to eliminate chlorine in tap water, and then it won't hurt tomato seedlings. When flowering, gently tap the flowers with a small brush to pollinate them; In summer, put a piece of cloth under the tomato seedlings, so as not to touch the hot steel ... Sure enough, the efforts are rewarding. Now, my tomatoes have borne seven fruits, but they are not fully mature, but I believe my tomatoes will bear more and more!
Tomatoes can also relieve my troubles and boredom. Sometimes when you are bored, look at these tomatoes and smell their fragrance, and you will be suddenly enlightened. Sometimes, when I make a mistake and get into trouble, I will think to the tomato: What did I do wrong?
Tomato is an "alternative" friend of mine.