Composition 1 on cooking a meal for the family

During this winter vacation, the teacher asked us to write compositions, one of which was about cooking a meal for the family.

On the seventh day of winter vacation, I couldn’t wait to start cooking. We came to the kitchen. I remember that we first went to the rice tube, used the bowl inside, poured two large bowls of rice into the pot, then added an appropriate amount of water to the pot, washed the rice by hand, and washed it three times in a row. Then put the pot on the table for about 10 minutes and then put it into the rice cooker to cook. The rice will be cooked in about 20 minutes.

While cooking, I took out 2 eggs and the bottle of pickles from the refrigerator. I pour a little oil into the frying pan, then break the eggs into a bowl and break them with chopsticks. After breaking them, add a little salt and a small spoonful of pickles to the eggs, and stir until the oil reaches a certain temperature. Then I poured the beaten eggs into the pan and fried them. The eggs continued to expand and solidify in the pan, turning into a large piece of yellow. I quickly turned the eggs over to avoid burning them. After frying, put it on the plate, and this egg fried pickles is ready, but the appearance is not very good!

After one dish is ready, we start to make the next dish. The ingredients for this dish are sausages and vegetables. First, I wash the vegetables, then cut the vegetables and sausages into small pieces, then pour an appropriate amount of oil into the pot, and then add the chopped vegetables and sausages to the pot. Put it into the pot, stir-fry it a few times with a spatula, add a little salt and MSG, stir-fry it a few more times and it's ready. I call this dish "a different touch of green embellishment".

Next is the third course. I picked some potatoes that looked good in the vegetable basket, washed them, and then peeled them. The cut was too light and only a little bit was removed. Another cut was too heavy and a large piece was cut off. Although the peeling was not very good, I continued to peel it. Slowly, it became more beautiful. After peeling, I cut the potatoes into slices. Then I added some oil to the pot. After a while, I put the potatoes into the pot and stir-fried, added some ingredients, and then stir-fried. After a while, they were out of the pot.

Although I did not do this alone, but the elders did it with me, even so I am satisfied. Cook a meal for the family essay 2

Today is Women’s Day, and I decided to cook a meal for my mother.

In order to let my mother feel the holiday atmosphere better, I decided to do my best to comfort my mother. Since I only know how to fry shredded potatoes, make scrambled eggs with chopped green onions and boiled dumplings, I will make these for my mother today to let her have a taste of my craftsmanship.

I went into the kitchen, boiled the water first, and while boiling the water, I quickly cut the potatoes into shreds. The water is boiling and the potatoes are cut into shreds. I put the shredded potatoes in a basin, then put the dumplings into the pot, and then chopped green onions. After cutting the green onions, I started to fry the shredded potatoes. After a few minutes, the shredded potatoes were fried. At this time, the dumplings in the other pot were also cooked. I put the dumplings on a plate, and then made scrambled eggs with chopped green onions. The food was ready, and I started to arrange the table.

First put the prepared dishes on the table, then found a tall glass, poured some apple cider vinegar drink for my mother (my favorite drink), and poured some for myself. One cup.

Ha, you’re done! I looked at the dishes I cooked with satisfaction, imagining my mother's joy when she saw all this.

Finally, my mother came back. When she saw this table of sumptuous food, she asked in surprise: "Minmin, did you make this?"

" Yes!" I replied happily.

My mother rushed over to me, hugged me in her arms, kissed my little face, and said, "My Minmin has grown up."

Hear Here, I also hugged my mother tightly with excitement, and my mother hugged me even tighter. Only then did I really feel that mothers can be so easily moved and happy like children! Looking up at my mother's stretched smiling face, I secretly made up my mind: From now on, I will share more housework so that my mother can rest more fully.

Seeing my mother’s happy look, I whispered in her ear: “I wish you a happy Women’s Day, I will always love you, my good mother!” Composition on cooking a meal for the family 3

Since the summer vacation, our family has been either eating or drinking. After you've had enough wine and food, go out to have a good time, it's so uncomfortable! But... I found that my grandparents often cooked in the kitchen and got burned from time to time. Beads of sweat dripped from their foreheads. I felt...seeing how hard they worked at cooking, I should do some work within my power!

Ever since, I started to learn cooking from my father. Dad told me that the most important test of cooking is courage and endurance. Indeed, in the past, whenever I heard the "sizzling" sound of oil being poured into the pot, my body would shiver involuntarily. There is also endurance. In the past, as soon as I arrived at Lotus Mountain, I could hear the sound of the fire baking. What's more, it was a fake ingot used to worship the Buddha. As soon as I went to the fire place, I couldn't bear to look directly at it. There is also some incense, and I put the hand holding the incense on the fire. Thinking about it makes me feel terribly uncomfortable. What's more, facing the oil pan with sparks flying around!

Forget it, let’s not mention the incense and fake ingots for now. Anyway, after Dad finished talking about it, he dragged me to the pot. I knew the ingredients next to them, but I just didn’t know how to make them.

I'm a little excited and a little scared when I think about it. Dad said we are going to make scrambled eggs today. I understood this, and what happened next was predictable. Dad took my hands in beating eggs and chopping vegetables.

However, in the next step, I began to be afraid. Originally, the next step was to pour oil into the pot. I expected that my father would pour the oil, but my father actually asked me to pour the oil! At this time, I had a lot of thoughts in my mind: Should I fall or not? Just when my thoughts were flying to the sky, my father called me and I came back to my senses. Fearfully, he held the oil bottle with trembling hands and poured it in. The familiar "sizzling" sound sounded again, but... I wasn't so scared this time. I had the courage to cook!

Dad saw that I started to dare to pour oil. He praised me a few times and let me continue cooking. After I poured the oil alone, I no longer had to worry about endurance. Putting it into the pot, stir-frying, and taking it out of the pot, I finished it all with my father.

We put the scrambled eggs on the table, and when it was time for dinner, the whole family started eating together. I seemed to see everyone’s smiles, looking at me and praising me one by one!

Although I was not very good at making scrambled eggs for the first time, after that, I got better and better at it. Even do it for them every day.

I think what they eat is not bite after bite of scrambled eggs, but bite by bite of my love for them!