The most delicious dish. My mother always likes to jokingly call me "little greedy cat" because I have a great appetite and am a bit greedy.

Mom and dad often try different ways to cook a lot of delicious dishes for me. I really enjoy it!

The most unforgettable dish in my memory is the stir-fried snails that my parents made for me.

It was a weekend last summer. I was sick. Everything I ate felt boring and I was listless.

My parents saw it in their eyes and were anxious in their hearts, and kept asking me what fresh vegetables I wanted to eat.

It happened that a food program on TV was recommending a Hunan dish called "Stir-fried snails", so I casually said: "I want to try the stir-fried snails." Dad immediately ran to the vegetable market under the scorching sun and looked for several markets before buying it.

to fresh snails.

When dad walked into the house carrying the snail, he was sweating profusely.

Drink some water and wash your face. Dad will start cleaning the snails immediately.

Field snails are very difficult to handle. You need to use a small hook to carefully pick out the snail meat from the shell, remove the dirt on the tail, and then rinse the fine sediment in the snail meat repeatedly with water to ensure it is clean and hygienic.

Then marinate the snail meat slightly and stir-fry it with leeks and perilla.

There is no air conditioning in the kitchen, and when my father cleaned the snail meat, he was even more sweaty.

The snail meat was slippery. When cutting the snail meat, my father accidentally cut his index finger. As my father said "ouch", blood suddenly poured out.

When my mother heard the sound, she immediately opened the kitchen door and saw my father quickly covering his fingers with a towel, frowning, clenching his teeth, looking very painful.

My mother and I were frightened. My mother quickly brought cotton wool and liquid medicine to clean my father's wound. I also cheered up and found two band-aids to help my father bandage his wound.

I said to my father distressedly: "Dad, I won't eat fried snails anymore. You can lie down on the sofa and have a good rest." "How can that be done? I still hope that this dish can help you regain your appetite!" Dad replied

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My mother quickly said: "It doesn't matter, I will cook next." But my mother has severe allergic rhinitis and is also allergic to the smell of cooking fumes. In my memory, it is really difficult for my mother to cook a dish by herself for a month, at most.

Just choose vegetables, wash the vegetables and do some preparation work.

Sure enough, less than two minutes after starting the cooking, my mother started sneezing one after another.

Even though she was wearing a mask, the sound of sneezing was still so "earth-shattering" that tears flowed from her eyes.

My father forgot about the pain, ran into the kitchen and pushed my mother out, saying: "Let me do it." The fried snails came out of the pot, and the green leek leaves were thinly covered on the snails, which was very eye-catching, and the fragrant smell attracted me

Finally got an appetite.

Although my appetite did not really return to its usual state at this time, looking at the beads of sweat on my parents' foreheads and the hopeful eyes, I began to eat with relish.

I said to them: "This is the most delicious dish in the world." My parents laughed happily.