I believe that I am intoxicated with delicious food in my daily life, because I have a gourmet mother who is higher than a "first-class chef".

My mother is a man of nearly forty. Since I was a child, I love eating very much. In order to satisfy my appetite, my mother studies cooking skills with her heart, and whenever she has time, she picks up books on cooking. After careful consideration and hands-on cooking, she has developed a good cooking skill for many years. Mother's cooking is sweet, sour, spicy and Xian Yi, with good color, fragrance and taste. Even the best chef can't copy it, and even the picky gourmet can't find any defects.

Spring is a charming season, and my mother's food is also charming. There are a wide variety of wild vegetables: noodles, shepherd's purse, bitter vegetables ... They are made into exquisite jiaozi. When I put a bite in my mouth, the juice in jiaozi overflows the whole mouth, and occasionally it slowly flows down with the corners of my mouth. The beautiful feeling always makes me intoxicated and memorable.

With plates of delicious cold dishes on the table, I know that summer has come quietly. Cold dishes make the heat that originally belonged to cool summer no longer so terrible, but it is as refreshing as autumn. Pig ears mixed with cucumber, cold-mixed three-silk, vinegar lotus root slices, even the common raw materials, my mother can always arouse my appetite, and I eat until I am full of intestines and stomachs, and my father always laughs at me for being worthless, saying that I am "coming in vertically and going out horizontally", and even the aisle is crooked. It is in this way that I am satisfied and intoxicated with delicious food that I grow up day by day.

When all the sweet-scented osmanthus sauce at home is finished, it's already golden late autumn, and ducks have become a common delicacy on my table at this time. Although it's not an authentic American roast duck filled with plums, there are many different ways to cook this fine-skinned duck, such as barbecue, steaming and salting. However, what I like best and what my mother likes best is to barbecue crispy duck, spread seasoning, sprinkle crispy powder on it, and put it on the oven. After waiting for half an hour, a flavor roast duck will be baked. Looking at the roast duck with golden skin and crisp outside and tender inside in front of me, I was already salivating, regardless of whether it was elegant or not, so I ate it and wolfed it down.

In winter when the earth is covered with silver, mutton soup can be regarded as a delicious food that can keep warm. The tempting mutton soup rolled up and down in the pot, and gurgling bubbled. Eagerly waiting for the mutton soup to be filled out of the pot by bowls, sprinkle some pepper, and before it cools down, it will be swept away, and the body will be filled with the warmth of activating blood circulation.

I love my mother's delicious food, and I love my home even more. Every time I am intoxicated with my mother's delicious food, my attachment to my home becomes deeper and stronger.