In daily study, work or life, many people have the experience of writing essays, and they are all familiar with them. According to different genres, essays can be divided into narrative essays, expository essays, practical essays, and argumentative essays. . I believe many people will find it difficult to write essays. The following is my first cooking essay carefully compiled. I hope it can help everyone. First time cooking composition 1

There are many "first times" in my life, and the first time always leaves a lot of deep impressions. What I will never forget is the first time I bought food and cooked for my family. On Friday night, my mother gave me a big task: let me make lunch tomorrow. The next morning, I came to the vegetable market early to buy vegetables. The variety in the vegetable market dazzled me and I didn’t know what to buy. At the fish stall, I bargained like an adult and bought a carp and some tomatoes.

After returning home, I became a chef and prepared to cook a big meal for my parents. The first dish is "Tomato Scrambled Eggs". First, I picked up the tomatoes and cut them into thin pieces. Then, turn on the stove, light the fire, and pour some oil into the pot. When I cracked the egg, the bright yellow center flowed out of the shell. I immediately picked up a bowl and caught it. I poured the tomatoes and eggs into the pot, stirred them with a spoon, and put the lid on the pot. After a while, the tempting fragrance emerged. I turned off the fire and poured the tomatoes and eggs into the plate... The second dish was "steamed carp". I washed the fish, then put an iron rack on the pot, put the fish down, put it on the iron rack and slowly let it steam...? My mother came back, and I asked her to check my workmanship. My mother looked at my "steamed carp" and bent over with laughter. It turned out that I forgot to add shredded ginger, green onions, dark soy sauce and other ingredients, and it became a veritable "steamed carp". But my mother still praised me for making my own lunch for the first time. Every "first time" we have is full of joy and joy. No matter what the outcome is, I hope to cherish every "first time" in life! First time cooking composition 2

One day, my father had to go to work and my mother had to attend a training. I was the only one at home. Before leaving, my mother said to me: "This morning, you are in charge. "Don't make trouble."

"What did I just hear? Master! Oh yeah! This is unprecedented good news!" I said to myself excitedly.

In the blink of an eye, it’s noon, and my stomach is growling. I think I have to make today’s lunch by myself. So I first took a potato, thinking about my mother's appearance, peeled off the skin of the potato, then cut the potato into slices, turned on the gas stove, and added a little oil to the pot. The sound of "puff-puff" came, and the oil in the pot exploded. At this time, I seemed to see many bullets flying out of the pot. I was at a loss and quickly poured all the potatoes in. The sound of oil still kept coming, so I quickly added a few spoons of salt, and then poured the sliced ??meat into the pot. After a while, the aroma of meat filled the air, and I said while frying: "Jiang Qi's special! Hot potato chips!"

At this time, I seemed to see my mother giving me a thumbs up and saying: "You Awesome, your fried potato slices are so delicious!" When I came to my senses, I found that the potato slices had become "mashed potatoes".

My mother came back, and I stammered: "This...this is the mashed potato I made." My mother took a taste and screamed: "Why is this mashed potato so salty?" "Because there was too much salt, I was worried that there were bugs in the potatoes, so I deliberately made them a little saltier."

My mother laughed and finished my "mashed potatoes" while laughing. . This is my first time cooking, so happy! First time cooking composition 3

My mother no longer does everything herself for me, but lets me do some small things. Finally, my mother asked me to cook for myself. I always see my mother flourishing in the kitchen, and today I’m here to show off my skills too. I walked into the kitchen confidently. Make fried eggs! Usually my mother can always make it in a short time. It must be very simple, so let’s make the fried eggs first!

But after a while...

"Ahem..." I coughed and rushed out. There was thick smoke in the kitchen and flames jumped in the pot. I rushed in again and took the Lift the lid off the pot and cover the flame. After a while, the fire went out and the smoke cleared, but I saw an even worse scene: the stove was completely dark, and the eggs looked like trampled slippers, lying pitifully in the pot... Failure is success. mother of! I cheer myself up.

Based on the experience last time, I am obviously much more stable this time. I first beat the eggs, added some salt, turned on the range hood, and then turned on the oil. When the oil smoked, I poured the eggs into the pot with quick eyesight and quick hands. I only heard a "chi" sound, and beautiful bubbles appeared in the eggs. After waiting for a while, I turned the eggs over. After a while, the eggs were cooked, and the aroma attracted the greedy insects in my stomach. When I saw that the heat was almost done, I poured the eggs into the plate.

I tasted the eggs and they tasted great! I was so excited that I shouted loudly: "I succeeded!"

Although cooking this time 'went through many hardships', I also experienced the joy of success. Although I had lost all my image, I still enjoyed myself. Cooking meals with my own hands made me truly understand the joy of labor for the first time.

First time cooking composition 4

I have always been curious, how does rice become rice? I eat delicious meals cooked by my grandma every day, hoping that one day I can cook them too. Taking advantage of the time during the holidays, I decided to learn to cook by myself today. First, my grandma asked me to use a bamboo joint to scoop a cup of rice into the rice jar, then wash it and put it into the pressure cooker. Grandma said that the rice does not need to be washed too much, otherwise the nutrients in the rice will be lost. After putting the washed rice into the pressure cooker, just add twice as much water. I closed the lid, plugged in the power, and turned the switch to the "cooking" position. Grandma told me that the meal will be ready after a while. In just a short time, the rice changes from crystal clear, small and hard grains to fragrant and soft rice. I thought: cooking is really not difficult.

After cooking, I want to make one of my favorite dishes - money eggs. I took out four eggs from the refrigerator and put them in a pot with water and cooked them according to my grandma's request. But I didn't dare to turn on the eggs because I was very nervous for fear of burning my hands and fear of making an explosion sound. Grandma kept encouraging me and showing me examples. I finally pressed the switch on the gas stove and lit the fire. When the eggs were cooked, I peeled off the eggshells and imitated my grandma in cutting the eggs into slices. If I were not careful, I would cut them into my hands! Then we prepare the seasoning, wash and chop the onions, and pour soy sauce and vinegar into the bowl. Finally, put the eggs into the oiled pan, add the seasonings and it's done. This was done by my grandma, and I was still a little afraid of the oil splashing out.

The fragrant dishes were ready. I took out the rice and ate it. It tasted great!

It turns out that cooking is easy... First time cooking essay 5

Mom and dad are not at home, no one is cooking, so I decided to cook for myself. First, I took three cold egg "babies" from the huge refrigerator, and then took a tomato that looked like a little sun. Then, I picked up a sharp kitchen knife and cut the tomatoes carefully, for fear that this "naughty little guy" would scratch my hand. After a while, the little tomatoes transformed and turned into thin "crescents".

When everything was ready, I took out the oil pot, pulled off the lid with force, and lifted it up little by little. The yellow and fragrant oil slowly fell into the pot. Next, I started to light a fire, and "cracking", bursts of explosions sounded. I put the tomatoes into the pot, and suddenly, there was a slight explosion, like the Spring Festival. After a while, the tomato juice flowed out. When I saw it, I quickly knocked a small hole in the "baby" of the egg, just like a mouth. I took the "mouth" of the egg, one finger, and then With a strong tug, there was a "click" sound, and the yolk and egg liquid in the egg rushed out and fell into the hot pot. It didn't take long for the eggs to turn into big egg pancakes, which forced me to pick up a shovel and forcefully separate the "hugging eggs". Finally, add salt, chicken essence, and a delicious tomato scrambled egg meal is complete!

This time, I personally experienced the difficulty of cooking and learned about the hard work of my parents. I will help my parents cook next time. First time cooking composition 6

There are many firsts in life, such as the first time swimming, the first time attending class, the first time cooking... Wait, the most unforgettable first time for me was the first time I cooked.

That day, my parents went out, and I was left alone at home. Gu Gu…. It's time to eat. According to my "glorious tradition", let's go find instant noodles to eat. However, after many searches, I finally came to a conclusion - alas, there is no instant noodles! ! Since the material conditions are not met, you can do it yourself and have enough food and clothing. Of course you can’t use a gas stove, and by the way, a microwave oven! Haha, I am so smart! good! Do it now! First, wash the rice, pour the rice, put the water in, and pour out part of it, (because that’s how it should be) OK! Cook on medium heat for 20 minutes! "Ding——" sound, ready! come and see……. Not confused! While I'm munching away, eh? What's missing? vegetable! Do it, dead, no induction cooker! Do I need to turn on the gas? I was stupid now. Words like gas poisoning came to my mind. In the end, I ate a dry meal - weird! Fortunately, my parents came back in time, otherwise, I would have had a hard time eating!

In fact, they put the instant noodles on the bookcase, but I didn’t see it, so I spent a long time looking for it in the cupboard. Really! It seems that knowledge of optics is useless. You have to learn a way of survival like cooking. First time cooking composition 7

Today, there are still 6 days before school, I learned to cook.

In fact, cooking is very simple. It is mainly divided into three parts: loading rice-washing rice-cooking rice.

I came to the kitchen and packed 1 kilogram of rice in a can. When I was about to pour it into the pressure cooker, the rice was like deserters, running onto the table. How could they escape? Out of my hand? snort! I grabbed them all and put them in the pressure cooker, making a "squeak, squeak" sound, as if to say: "This 'warden' has really good eyesight. It seems that we are all going to become his meal!"

After loading the rice, I went to the faucet and turned on the dragon that could spray water. Consistent with each other without prior agreement.

] The ground spurts out, giving the "deserters" a bath! I washed the milling cutter three times in one day. When I washed the milling cutter for the third time, I found that the "deserters" ran into the pool again. They really didn't miss any opportunity! We wanted to pick them up, but my mother stopped me and said to me: "Don't pick those up - they are too dirty." After listening to my mother's words, I naively thought: Humph! You're lucky this time, let's see how I kill your relatives and friends.

Finally it was time to cook. I turned on the liquefier, turned on the fire, and put the pot on the fire.

About 15 minutes later, the rice pot squeaked. I hurried to the kitchen, turned off the fire, brought the rice to the dining room, opened the lid, and saw the fragrant porridge. , suddenly, my heart felt sweet.

It’s time to eat! Although the rice I held was not as delicious as the rice cooked by my mother, my parents said it was delicious because it contained my love. First time cooking composition 8

My mother came home tonight, looking exhausted both physically and mentally.

I feel that my mother works hard day after day in order to make more money to support the family. What can I, a child, do for her? At this time, my mother was about to cook, and I quickly stopped her: "Mom, let me cook today." "You?" She couldn't believe it. When I saw her like that, I quickly said, "I can definitely make the meal, don't worry." Seeing my decisive attitude, my mother had no choice but to agree. But she had a standard and she wanted specific guidance by her side, because I agreed. Gradually the rice is cooked. I saw that there were cucumbers and eggs at home, so I decided to make scrambled eggs with cucumbers. First of all, I had to beat the eggs. I hit the eggs hard on the table. As a result, the eggs broke into big holes, and the egg white and yellow liquid flowed all over the table. I quickly took out the towel on the side, poured water on it, and wiped it clean. When my mother saw it, she asked me not to worry and to see what she did first.

He took out an egg and moved the center up to the edge of the table. There was a small gap in the egg. He opened the egg shell along the gap with both hands, and the green and yellow parts of the egg oozed out. When I got to the bowl, I beat three eggs in front of my mother. Next, I had to stir the eggs. I pressed the bowl with my left hand, and with my right hand like a pen, I chewed with wooden chopsticks, and beat the bowl into the bowl with a bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang , or maybe I don’t have good feet, so my mother held my hand holding the chopsticks forward, and handed over a dozen eggs in a clockwise direction. Then it was ready. It was time to cut the cucumbers. My mother helped me demonstrate first, but when she saw him Hold the cucumber with your right hand, hold the knife with your right hand and brush it three or two times to cut it. A cucumber, but when I cut the cucumber, it became lighter in my mother's hand, and it seemed to be as heavy as a jack in my hand. First time cooking composition 9

There are many unforgettable things about me, but the most unforgettable thing for me was during the summer vacation last year.

One day during the summer vacation. I watched my mother making lunch in the kitchen. As I watched, I couldn't help but become interested in cooking. I decided to show off my skills in the evening and make a pair of simple meals for my parents.

The recipe I planned was: a plate of green vegetables, tomatoes and scrambled eggs. Since it was my first time, I invited my mother, the great chef in our family, to give me guidance. Let’s start cooking. You have to wash the rice first, but I don’t know how to wash the rice. At this time, my mother walked up and said to me: "Xiaosi, this is how the rice is washed." As she said, my mother said to me Demonstrate it. After my mother finished shopping, she asked me to give it a try. I didn't do very well at first, but because of my mother's careful guidance and my serious attitude towards learning. I finally learned. Start cooking.

At this time, my mother said: "Xiao Si, let's start cooking now." "Yeah." Let's fry the vegetables first. I have already selected and washed the vegetables. Mom has also cut it. The cooking started, and I said excitedly: "It's done." Then the vegetables started dancing... The vegetables were cooked.

There are also tomatoes and scrambled eggs. I carefully selected a few larger tomatoes and eggs, washed the tomatoes, and then cut them. Beat the eggs, four should be enough. All the ingredients are ready and let’s start frying. Put the tomatoes in the pot...it's almost ready. Add the eggs and finally the oil and salt. It's done.

I shouted loudly: "It's time to eat." Eating the food I cooked, I really felt an indescribable joy in it. The process of cooking was really vivid in my eyes! This is my first time and the most unforgettable thing for me. I will remember it forever... First time cooking essay 10

My mother can cook many special dishes, among which my favorite is scrambled eggs with tomatoes. So, I pestered my mother to teach me how to make this dish, and she happily agreed.

One day after school, my mother said to me mysteriously: "Baby, I have prepared the ingredients for you, you will be the chef today." I ran all the way home, put down my schoolbag and rushed into the kitchen impatiently. When I stood in front of the stove, I was dumbfounded. The pots and pans, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are all dazzling. Just when I was at a loss, my mother walked in. She couldn't help but smile when she saw the confused look on my face. She calmly heated up the oil in the pot and said to me: "Honey, hurry up and wash the tomatoes and beat the eggs." I completed small tasks quickly. My mother handed me the spatula and said, "Chef, it's your turn." I stood on a small stool, close to the smoking oil pan, and carefully poured the beaten eggs into the pan.

At this time, a crackling sound scared me and I ran out of the kitchen holding a spatula. Mom was laughing so hard that she couldn't straighten up. I saw her calmly pouring the chopped tomatoes into the pot, immediately quelling the sound of the frying pan. So, I ran back quickly. Add a small spoonful of salt and stir-fry a few times quickly.

I felt happy while eating the tomatoes and scrambled eggs that I fried. First time cooking composition 11

In my life, I will experience various attempts. Try doing your own laundry, riding a bike, attending lectures, etc. But not every attempt is memorable, and the most unforgettable thing for me was my first time cooking.

It was noon on a Sunday. My father had gone to work. My mother had just gotten tired and suddenly answered the phone and went out to have something to do. My lunch was suddenly missing. At this time, I thought to myself: I am so old, I should learn to cook for myself. So, I went to the kitchen and took out the pot myself, and took out the tomatoes and eggs from the refrigerator. I planned to imitate my mother's cooking method and fry tomatoes and eggs myself.

First of all, I washed the tomatoes in water, then put them on the cutting board, took out the kitchen knife and cut the two tomatoes into sixteen pieces of about the same size. Then I cracked the eggs, put them in a bowl and mixed them evenly with chopsticks. In this way, the preparations for cooking were done.

The cooking will begin next. I turned on the gas stove, put the cleaned pot on the stove, and poured some oil. After a while, the oil burned red, and I poured down the prepared eggs. I saw that as soon as the eggs came out of the pot, the oil started to jump alive in the pot, and accidentally a little "oil kid" jumped into my hand! It was so hot that I quickly shook my hand. At this time I saw that the eggs were basically formed, so I poured the tomatoes in and added a spoonful and a half of salt. After a while, a delicious plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes was ready.

I sat at the table and ate the bowl of food I made, and my heart felt as sweet as honey. Although the cooking this time was not as delicious as my mother's cooking, I realized the happy life philosophy of making enough food and clothing by myself. First time cooking composition 12

Today at noon, my mother was not feeling well and my father was not at home. My mother originally wanted to order takeout for lunch, so I said to my mother: "Mom, there is some food in our refrigerator last night." The rice is not finished yet, leave it to me for lunch! Let’s make fried rice.” My mother happily agreed. Because every time my mother cooked, I would watch by the side, so I started to cook some simple meals. But this was my first time cooking, so I was very excited and happy.

I first took out the leftover rice from last night, pressed it with a spoon to loosen it, and then cut the ham into cubes, but the ham kept rolling around. My mother said: " Cut it diagonally, then cut it into strips, and finally into cubes. "After listening to my mother's advice, it got better, but it still varies in size. Then beat two eggs in a bowl and add a little salt. Then heat the oil in the pan, add the eggs and stir-fry, put the rice in, and while stir-frying, the rice is scattered everywhere. My mother smiled and said, "Are you a rice cook or a rice grower?" I can only be careful. A little, stir-fry slowly, then add salt. The first time I added a little salt, I tasted it. The taste was a bit bland, so I added a little more, and the taste was okay. Then add thirteen incense, light soy sauce, then add ham sausage and continue to stir-fry. My mother said that fried rice tastes better if it is dry, so I fried it for a while longer. My mother said, "It's done. If you fry it any longer, it will become burnt!" I quickly stopped, added chicken essence, and took it out of the pot. I gave my mother and me a bowl each. My mother took a bite and said, "It tastes good!"

Because it was my first time to cook, my mother also praised me for not tasting too good, so keep up the good work! First time cooking composition 13

Every morning during the summer vacation, there are always many delicious things on the table waiting for me to "eliminate" them. But when I woke up this morning, the table was empty. When I opened the refrigerator, there was nothing except the air-conditioning. At this time, I suddenly found a note on the table, which said: Binbin, we have something urgent to go out. The food is in the kitchen. You can cook and eat at home. Suddenly, I was dumbfounded.

I thought: I have never even turned on the gas in my life, let alone cooked, or else I would not eat! But as soon as I read the book, my stomach started singing "Empty City Strategy". Hey, it is said in the book: If you don’t eat, as long as there is water, you will never die of hunger. I went to carry a hot water bottle, but unfortunately he was also "empty". No water, no food. I had another idea: I heard that when people fall asleep, they won’t be hungry. I was lying on the bed, but my stomach was so unsatisfactory that I was tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

I have no choice but to cook by myself. I washed the rice first and put it in the rice cooker. Then start scrambling the eggs. I stirred the eggs first, and then poured them into the pot cautiously. After a "sting" sound, I remembered that I didn't add oil. At this time, the rice was also cooked, so I quickly turned off the rice cooker. When I looked back, I found that the scrambled eggs had become scrambled egg paste. I started to make soup again. I put the chicken feathers into the pot first, then poured some water hastily and covered the pot. I don't know how long it takes to cook the soup, but it takes ten minutes. When I opened the lid of the pot, the chicken feathers had already become "yellow vegetables".

Just after "one dish and one soup" was served, neither mom nor dad came back with a bag full of food. Dad said: "We have nothing to do, this is just a test for you," Then I tasted the food I cooked, "You can eat it, but you can't show it to others. 50 points, failed!"

I suddenly realized it and thought to myself: Even though I am such a big person, I can't do anything. I must take more special exams like this in the future! First time cooking essay 14

Life is like walking on a forest path, and a ferocious tiger jumps out of it. It is the first time in your life that something very difficult happens. . When a gentle deer pops out, it is the first exciting and happy thing in your life.

I returned home happily, opened the door and shouted: "I'm back!" The only answer was the echo of my voice hitting the wall. Obviously, there was no one at home. After a while, I suddenly shouted happily like crazy: "Oh yeah! Mom is not at home, so you can play games with peace of mind!" After that, I threw away my schoolbag and rushed into the room, and started "working hard" without any worries. I noticed the note on the table: Son, my mother has something to do and won't be back tonight. I ordered takeout for you.

At night, my stomach started to have an "empty city plan". There was no one at home, so I had to cook by myself. But for me, a first-grade kid, cooking was a bit too "esoteric". I had no choice but to stand on the small bench, awkwardly picked up the frying spoon, cracked two eggs into the pot, and then said to myself I said eloquently: "Mom, you need to put oil and salt in cooking." I picked up the oil pot and the seasoning bottle with salt, and kept pouring it. Just when I was done, someone called me, and I walked over and picked up the oil. On the phone, a dissatisfied voice on the other end of the phone said: "Takeaway delivery guy, come downstairs to get it." I was holding the bowl of burnt, extremely salty egg fried rice, feeling indescribably embarrassed.

Although I failed in cooking this time, I will definitely cook well next time. First time cooking composition 15

One day during the holiday, I was doing my homework seriously. Suddenly, the phone rang and I received a call. The phone said: "Son, mom is working overtime today." , you wait for your dad to come back and cook for you." Just as I put down the phone, I received another call, which said: "Son, dad has a meeting, you just wait for your mother to come back and cook for you."

Suddenly I felt so pitiful, so I made up my mind to cook something I like. This time I must prove that I can cook well.

First, I clean the shiny white rice, then pour the rice into the rice cooker and press the start button, and it will operate by itself.

I took advantage of the cooking time. Prepare to make a dish: scrambled eggs with tomatoes. First I took out two eggs, then beat them into a bowl, stirred them up, and then cut the red tomatoes into pieces. Start cooking, I pour the oil into the pot, and when the oil smokes a little, I pour the eggs into the pot and fry, then pour the tomatoes in and fry together, finally, put the sugar in, a delicious tomato dish Scrambled eggs are done.

I was eating the delicious food I cooked with relish. Suddenly, the door opened. It turned out that my mother was back. She smelled the perfume with her keen nose and dared to come to the kitchen.

My mother asked: "Your father is back?"

I said: "No"

My mother asked in surprise: "Then where did this delicious meal come from? "

I raised my head proudly and said, "I cooked all these meals.

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At this moment, I suddenly felt that I had grown up!