There are a lot of delicious food and interesting food in the food world.

Let me share with you a composition about food, I hope it will be helpful to you.

Essay on Food 1. The fried oysters made by my grandma are particularly delicious, fragrant, juicy, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. It is an indelible memory in my childhood.

Fried oysters are grandma’s specialty.

Every weekend, our whole family would flock to my grandma’s house, and she would happily go to the kitchen to fry oysters for everyone to eat.

Listening to everyone chatting about the home-cooked oysters, no one gets tired of the weekly fried oysters, but looks forward to it every time.

I often watch my grandma frying oysters, and I already know the steps by heart.

Grandma's hands are thin and calloused, but she can pick through a large basin of oysters with great dexterity, and put all the oysters with unbroken bellies into another basin for cleaning.

He picked up the garlic leaves and ginger, placed them neatly on the cutting board, showed off his knife skills, and quickly cut the garlic leaves and ginger into pieces about an inch long with a few "tuk tuk tuk" sounds.

Add a few spoonfuls of sweet potato powder and a little salt, stir gently with a spoon, and mix the food ingredients together very quickly.

The most exciting part is when the pot is served.

The red and blue flames on the gas stove licked the bottom of the pot, and soon the oil started to crackle.

Grandma heated up the pot slowly, scooped up a clump of oysters with a large iron spoon, and gently shook the handle of the spoon to roll it into the pot.

The oil is splashing, and the oyster dumplings are rolling around in the pot, gradually being coated in a layer of golden color.

My mother also likes grandma's craftsmanship very much, so she often sincerely asks grandma for advice at this time, and grandma teaches her very patiently. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law huddle in front of the small stove, and the atmosphere is warm and harmonious.

After my mother learned this skill, she often played with it at home and happily listened to my father and I's praises.

The fried oysters will be ready soon.

The appearance is fried to a golden color, and it is served in a smooth white porcelain plate, which looks extremely attractive.

Grandma stood aside and watched everyone scramble to pick up pieces of golden fried oysters and stuff them into their mouths, even the wrinkles on their faces were filled with smiles.

Gently bite open the crispy fried oyster skin with your teeth, tear it apart gently, and the fragrant meat rolls out. The juicy and tender oyster slides on the tip of the tongue, with a mixture of crispness and tenderness.

Enjoy! Grandma is no longer alive, but the skill of fried oysters has not been lost.

Whenever I eat the oysters fried by my mother, my grandma's appearance often appears in front of my eyes, and my father will sigh with emotion: "It's still the same recipe, still the same taste!" Under the golden crispy skin of these fried oysters, not only is it wrapped

Enjoying delicious oysters, missing my grandma, and caring and loving each other as a diligent family.

These things will not fade or disappear with the passage of time. Even if things and people change, they will still have a long history.

Essay on Food 2 On Sunday, my mother, Shenyang and I went to the city center for a food search.

We walked from Yuhang Street and ate a lot of delicious food along the way, including vermicelli soup, fried chestnuts with sugar, shredded pork bones, pumpkin cakes, beef cups of milk tea, etc.

I think the most delicious thing is pumpkin pie.

There are some sesame seeds and two biscuits on the outside of the pumpkin pie. When you bite into it, you will find a soft filling, and the crunchy biscuits make it even more delicious.

I ate until my mouth was full of oil.

In the faint oily light, I remembered that when I was in kindergarten, I woke up from my nap and smelled this fragrance. I knew that today’s snack was pumpkin pie, but I still jumped up and down to ask the teacher what snack to eat today.

, the teacher always said with a smile: "Eat your favorite pumpkin pie today." After listening to it, I shouted as if I knew some big news: "Big news, big news, eat pumpkin pie today." What echoed me was

The whole class cheered.

"Kangkang, hurry up, we have to leave." Shen Yang shouted, which brought my thoughts back to reality. The pumpkin pie was still shining with oil. This childhood moment will always be remembered in my heart.

The pumpkin pie brought back memories of my childhood, and the hand-pulled meat and bones made my mouth water.

At first, I was just curious about what the shredded meat bones were, so I asked my mother to buy some. When I bought it, I saw that it was just a few bones with some meat stuck on them. It was nothing special. In Shenyang terms, it was just leftovers.

I joked: "Shenyang, are you going to grandma's house today? If you go, take it. This thing is good for feeding the little princess (a puppy)." After all, no one has tried it.

Finally, Shen Yang couldn't hold it anymore, so he grabbed a piece of bone and tore it with his sharp teeth. A piece of meat entered his mouth. After chewing for a while, he said with satisfaction: "Well, not bad, it's delicious." Listen.

Speaking of delicious, I picked up a bone and started to chew on it. The smooth meat rolled on the tip of my tongue, and a faint salty taste spread into my mouth.

It tasted really good. After a while, I chewed three meat bones.

This is really a paradise for foodies, but I have to exercise hard when I get home. 1,000 rope jumps are indispensable.

Essay on Food 3 Life is full of delicious food, but those delicious foods lack the aroma of love.