Cooking a first-year composition Cooking a first-year composition 1

There are many impressions of the first time, so it is inevitable to divide them into categories-ups and downs.

It was that one who showed me the way for the first time. Think about it carefully.

"Daughter, your father and I are going out for a few days. Call me if you have anything." My mother said to me.

I reluctantly said, "All right!"

I've been so busy this week that I thought to myself: How can I solve the lunch today? Is it cooking a pack of instant noodles? Still not eating that? I want to surpass myself and start cooking.

I took out a Chinese cabbage and cut half of it. I thought: this cabbage will be less when fried, which is just right.

after thinking about it, I started to work. I first filled a spoonful of oil, and then waited until it was cooked. As a result, I was so absorbed that I didn't even know that the oil was boiling. Fortunately, it was only a drop or two.

I quickly put the cabbage in. After it has been simmered for two or three minutes, I put in half a spoonful of "salt", and then it has been simmered for five or six minutes. It's time to put monosodium glutamate! I put a little more monosodium glutamate and fried it a few times. Great, I can finally eat. I feel strange when I eat the food I just cooked.

I carefully recalled my cooking process, oh! By the way, I used sugar as monosodium glutamate. It seems that I should be more careful in the future.

Although I failed, I am still very happy. After all, it is the first time!

my first time was really good, and my first feeling was really wonderful! Cooking Grade 1 Composition 2

One day, my father was on a business trip, and my mother didn't come back from work until late. My stomach was already growling with hunger.

I remember the rice and egg custard my mother used to cook for me. They were delicious. So, I started with my own hands. First, I took a bowl to hold rice and put it in the rice cooker. I thought there was little rice, and then I filled two bowls. Then I tried to wash rice, added some water, and put it in the steamer. I took three eggs from the refrigerator, followed my mother's example, and beat the egg whites and yolks into the bowl. Then I stirred them in one direction with chopsticks, added a little salt, and put the bowl in the steamer.

I waited anxiously, and my heart was in a panic, because this was my first time cooking. After about half an hour, I wiped the sweat on my hands and carefully opened the lid. The orange egg custard overflowed the bowl, and then I saw that the rice in the pot was full. I felt a little strange. Why is there so much rice? So I went to look up the book, which turned out to be the principle of thermal expansion and cold contraction that I learned in labor class.

I looked at my "fruits of labor" and couldn't help tasting them with relish. Mom was surprised when she came back. She said, "Your father is back?" I said, "No."My mother said, "Who cooked the meal for you?" I proudly said, "I made it myself." Mom smiled and said, "You are so grown up that you can cook by yourself!" I also smiled happily. On Sunday, I was watching TV, and I saw that children in mountainous areas not only can cook and wash clothes, but also can help their parents do a lot of housework. I think: I am so old, I should also help my mother share some housework. So I asked my mother to teach me to cook, and my mother accepted my request happily. But my mother only gave me a manual of the rice cooker and asked me to cook by myself according to the operating instructions in the manual.

I read the instructions several times over and over again, and finally understood some essentials of operation. I combined the scale of the inner pot to understand the corresponding proportion of rice in the water level. I took four cups of rice from a cup, cleaned it and put it in the pot. Then I took a cup and adjusted the water quantity according to the characteristics that my father likes to eat dry rice. Then I covered the pot and plugged it in.

At this time, I announced loudly: "Everyone is waiting to eat my delicious rice." However, my mother reminded me in the living room: "Do you see the indicator light for cooking or the indicator light for heat preservation?" I knew at once that I must have made a careless mistake. I pressed the button for cooking. After waiting for about ten minutes, steam emerged from the steam outlet on the cover. After a while, the heat preservation light came on, and I stewed it for about fifteen minutes. Finally, I opened the lid, and a stream of steam came out with a delicious smell. Wow, it smells good!

watching mom and dad eat my cooked rice, I am sweet in my mouth and sweet in my heart. What a wonderful job! At noon on Sunday, after I finished my homework, I saw my parents cooking lunch. I thought it would be great if I could cook. So, I ran to the kitchen to discuss with my parents that I should learn to cook. Mom and dad are very happy to hear my idea.

Dad said: You should learn how to stir-fry vegetables first. Dad told me the method of frying vegetables, and brought me a handful of vegetables and said, you should wash the vegetables first. I carefully washed the vegetables one by one and put them on a plate according to the method my father taught me. With my father's help, I poured some oil into the wok, heated the oil, and put in pepper, garlic slices and shredded onion. After a few seconds, I put the washed vegetables in and started frying with a spatula. After 2 minutes, it was finally cooked, and I was ready to serve the dishes. At this moment, my father asked me: What did you forget to put? I said: I haven't forgotten anything! Dad smiled and reminded me: Do you want to put salt in the cooking? Oh, I forgot to put the salt. I put half a spoonful of salt and some chicken essence according to my father's instructions. A stir-fried vegetable is finally out of the pot.

Looking at my fried vegetables, I think I am very capable and ask for another dish. Mom said: Now we need to cook a soup. You can cook it. I said, all right. According to the method my mother taught me and the experience accumulated when frying vegetables just now, with the help of my mother, a delicious egg soup was quickly prepared and put on the table.

at dinner, my parents praised me for my ability. While listening to my parents' praise, I shared my own delicious food, and my heart was full of joy! In the future, I will do something that I can with the help of my parents. I got up this morning and walked into the kitchen quietly.

I asked my grandmother, "Do you want me to help you fry rice?" Grandma said, "Good!" I cut the beans into grains and then cut the sausage into grains. Then open the eggshell and put it in a bowl and mix well. Cook the beans and sausages in a pot. Stir-fry the rice together.

add eggs and salt, and it will be fried.

I really enjoyed eating! On Saturday, my father came back and bought me snacks. As soon as my father came home, he began to cook for us. It seems that dad hasn't cooked for a long time, and his movements are not so familiar. I ran over and said, Dad, let me help you pick vegetables. Dad said: OK, thank you. Then we started cooking together. I picked vegetables very fast, faster than my father, but I didn't seem to pick them clean. After picking it, dad took it to wash, washed it clean, put it on the steaming board, picked up a bright kitchen knife, and clicked. . . . It's cut like a mold, and there are all kinds of shapes. It looks so fun. By this time, my father had scoured the rice. I asked, Dad, is this rice enough for us to eat together? Dad said: enough.

then, dad started cooking, stirring and waving in the pot. Not long after, the food was cooked and the rice was cooked. Dad shouted at us: Fire! ! ! When I was eating, my movements were the slowest, so my father urged me to say: Eat quickly, eat quickly, don't do it at once, and I often wander off in class.

But Dad is right. Whether eating or drinking water, or having classes or dancing, we children should be serious and meticulous, so that we can study well. Cooking Grade 1 Composition 7

Today, my mother said, "I'll teach you how to cook." I'm very happy. I have a new skill.

My mother taught me how to do it: wash two barrels of rice, pour them into the basin, wash them with clear water, put them into the rice cooker, and pour some water, which is very particular. It is required that the water level is less than the little finger section of the rice, plug in the power supply and press the cooking button, and the delicious rice will be released. It's time for dinner. I helped my parents to fill the rice. My parents praised me as a capable baby. I have experienced many firsts, and all of them come to my mind, such as the first time I took a train, the first time I heard a wolf barking, and the first time I participated in a speech contest. However, the most unforgettable thing is the first time I cooked.

One day at noon, my father was still working outside, and my mother hadn't come home yet. My stomach was growling and there was nothing to eat at home. I thought I'd cook some food myself. First of all, it is Taomi. I remember that my mother washed rice at least three times before, so I washed it three times, and the rice was clean. The next step is to cook in the pot! I poured the washed rice into the rice cooker, plugged it in, pressed the start button of cooking, and then ran into the room to do my homework, waiting for the rice to be cooked. After a while, I suddenly heard a crackling sound.

at this time, my mother just came home, and I also ran to the kitchen to have a look. At this moment, my mother came up to me and asked me: You are still cooking by yourself today. You are a good boy. The rice cooker kept screaming, and my mother quickly unplugged it. When the steam in the pot disappeared, she opened the lid and looked at me in surprise: silly child, you didn't drain the water! Look, the rice is all cooked. I was dumbfounded. I said, I didn't see you add water before, so I didn't add water. That's because you didn't pay attention. If you don't add water, the rice will be completely burnt when it is cooked.

finally, my mother cooked another pot of rice, and I watched the whole process carefully. Through this first cooking, I understand a truth: everything should be careful, we must observe the whole process of everything carefully and remember every link, so as to do things well. You see, there is still four points of water under the cooking word, so remember, you must add water to cooking in the future! Cooking a first-year composition 9

Oh! Great! I, only 12 years old, can cook three kinds of home-cooked meals. Awesome! These three are "Fried Ham with Eggs" and "Poached Eggs" and my favorite and most difficult teppanyaki!

The simplest of these three is poached eggs! Just knock the egg, make a hole, let the egg white and yolk flow out and pour it into the pot, and fry it for 2 to 3 minutes! And then you can feast your eyes on it!

the most difficult thing is teppanyaki! Also be careful that you will hurt your hand! Today, my parents are not at home, so I decided to show my cooking skills. I washed the good rice first, carefully picked out the sand, put the rice in the pot and started cooking! I cut the potatoes into shreds again. I cut the shreds regardless of size, which is a bit ugly. Please don't mind my parents! Then cut some green peppers, pour some oil and stir-fry in the pot. Wow! It smells good. It must be delicious! Put up the shredded potatoes. Then I cut some tomatoes, fried them in a pot, and put some eggs in them. OK! Scrambled eggs with tomatoes are all right, and they can be put away. I put the dishes on the table and the rice on the table. Waiting for the arrival of mom and dad, mom and dad are coming! As soon as they came in, they smelled the fragrance. They hugged me and praised me for being so good. They ate every grain of rice.

hey hey! Cooking for the first time It's so cool Label: First-grade composition cooking