Among them, the hairy crab is the best among crabs, and its crab yolk and crab paste taste memorable and are sought after by many people. But I just love those unwanted feet and crab claws.
The crab's feet are slender and long. Take a bite and snow-white meat will be displayed in front of your eyes. Taste it, it is smooth but not greasy, rich and delicious.
This is delicious on earth. Crab claws are fiery red. Open one of them and you will see its white meat.
It's nice to take a bite without losing its elasticity. But now it is very different from the past. Hairy crabs were chosen by big hotels as early as the 1970s.
Their cooking method dwarfs ordinary people's cooking method, and what spicy crabs and steamed crabs … emerge one after another. Not to mention the smell.
Every time I pass by a restaurant, I always "look at the crab and sigh" because I can smell the familiar crab fragrance. When I turned and walked into the aquatic products store around me to buy crabs, I found that the crabs here were either "missing arms" or "missing legs".
It was only after asking that the shopkeeper knocked on the feet of hairy crabs with special tools. After all, this is the choice of most people, impeccable.
I remember when I was five years old, my father took me to a restaurant for dinner and ordered a dish called "Spicy Crab". It was the first time I saw such a big hairy crab, which was as big as a bowl, fragrant and thick, spicy and delicious.
Nowadays, more and more crabs are farmed artificially. I think: by then, I won't be "looking for crabs but nowhere to find them"! I was doing my homework yesterday evening when my mother came home with a big bag.
Just entering the door, my mother shouted, "Xiaxia, come and see, what good things have I bought?" I listened to my mother's words and ran downstairs. I saw a big green watermelon on the table, which was round and round, and my mouth was dripping. I couldn't wait to pick it up, rushed to the bathroom and cleaned it.
I picked up a kitchen knife and went down to the center of the watermelon across the board. With a bang, the watermelon split from the middle to both sides, revealing bright red flesh with black "little stars" dotted on it. I cut the watermelon into small pieces. I picked up a small piece of watermelon and bit it down.
Wow, it's crisp and sweet! I feel a sweet and delicious juice in my mouth. While eating, I said to my mother who was collecting clothes, "Mom, please have a piece."
"You eat first." I heard this, and my face turned red: usually, my mother always eats fruit last, and the fruit she eats is not too sweet.
Suddenly, a good idea flashed through my mind. I ran to the balcony with a piece of watermelon and said to my mother, "Mom, watermelon is not delicious."
Mother put down her clothes and said with surprise, "I'll try it." I was secretly pleased to see my mother fall for it, but I still pretended to be unhappy on my face.
My mother took the watermelon in my hand and took a bite. Before she could taste it, I said excitedly, "Mom, is the watermelon delicious?" Looking at my appearance, my mother fully understood, put her arms around me and said with a smile, "You ……" I took the opportunity to put the watermelon into my mother's mouth again. In this way, mother ate a piece of watermelon happily.
I also ate my own piece. I don't know why, but I think the watermelon I ate that day was especially sweet and fragrant, which I will never forget.
Yesterday was the Mid-Autumn Festival. After dinner, my parents and I sat happily on the balcony, eating moon cakes, persimmons and enjoying the moon. A golden full moon has hung high in the sky, sprinkling bright moonlight on the ground, as gentle as a veil.
The clouds in the sky are light, the wind is light and the moonlight is beautiful, which constitutes a beautiful painting. In the dark blue night sky, the moon looks rounder, brighter and more beautiful.
Can such a beautiful moon not make people feel excited? This full moon is very naughty. I got into Sister Yun's arms for a while, talked to the stars for a while, and sang and danced for a while ... I can't help it. At this moment, my father said, "In fact, the moon won't shine.
It is like a mirror, reflecting the light from the sun to the earth, so it is not hot. "Soon, a shadow appeared beside the moon.
Dad added, "This black shadow is the sea on the moon, but there is no water in it." Ah! The bright moon aroused my reverie.
"ah! I know that Chang 'e must regret it at this moment, and really answered the ancient poem,' Chang 'e should regret stealing the elixir, and the sky is clear and the night is clear.' Ah! She secretly looked at Hou Yi.
Hou Yi looked at the moon cakes and fruits for Chang 'e on the earth and silently missed Chang 'e. Besides, in WU GANG, osmanthus trees with a height of more than 500 feet are being cut down continuously, and they are long and long ... Jade Rabbit devotes herself to tinkering with medicine ... "The Mid-Autumn Festival is so happy, not only the moon is round, but also people get together with their relatives.
The moon in Mid-Autumn Festival is really incredible! Although 2008 has already passed, what happened during the Chinese New Year seems to have happened yesterday. What impressed me the most was the time I went to my grandmother's house for a New Year's dinner.
On that day, my father, mother and I just arrived at my grandmother's door, and we saw a couplet posted on the door fence with a big word "Fu" in the middle, which seemed to be beaming. As soon as I entered the room, wow! The living room is full of people, including elder sister-in-law, second aunt, uncle, uncle and grandfather ... Even my great-grandmother who is over 90 years old has come.
The originally spacious room seems to have suddenly become smaller. I hurried to pay New Year greetings one by one, and the room was full of blessings and laughter.
It's time to eat New Year's dinner. The table is full of steaming dishes, and the smell is fragrant. There are carp jumping on the dragon gate and chicken feet for a long time ... It makes me "drool for three thousands of feet".
We children sit at a table and adults sit at a table. As soon as the food was served, we started to fight for it.
Several pairs of chopsticks reach out to a dish at the same time, and the heads of chopsticks keep colliding, making a "click, click" sound. Then the chopsticks with the dishes were "returned home in triumph".
The most fierce robbery was vermicelli. The children started to grab the plates before they were put down.
No sooner had I picked up a lot of vermicelli than they squeezed me down. The vermicelli dragged its long tail around in the air, attracting a pair of chopsticks to compete with me for the fruits of victory.
Adults are quite different from us. They comment on this dish, talk about that dish, and tell a few jokes from time to time, which makes everyone laugh. The sound of firecrackers came from time to time outside the window, and fireworks blossomed in the air.
2. Write a composition on the topic of "eating". Breakfast, lunch and dinner
Li Xiangyou, No.1 Middle School in Wulian County, Shandong Province
Cheng Yulai, who just turned 35, is the head of the bank credit department. In this line of work, there are many people who ask them to do things, and the scope of social communication is wide. It is needless to say that there are many social parties on weekdays, especially when the year is approaching, "meals" are one after another.
Chief Cheng is a good eater. There are all kinds of delicacies, such as flying in the sky, swimming in the water and running on the ground.
He often eats breakfast at home. This morning, my wife cooked the bird's nest, shark's fin and his favorite lobster sent by Director Wei the other day. After washing, he sat down at the table, glanced at the food on the table, peeled off a lobster and ate it. He shook his head and said, "It's not that smell. How can eating at home be different from being in a star-rated hotel?" I don't want to eat. Anyway, Director Feng of the Forestry Bureau will invite me to dinner at noon. You can eat it yourself. If you can't finish it, you can throw it away! " Then put on your coat and go to work.
Before noon, his stomach was growling with hunger, and he finally got off work. His secretary said to him, "Chief Cheng, let's go. Director Feng and others have been waiting outside for a long time." He quickly stood up and walked to the car with a big belly. Director Feng was greeted with a smile.
"Chief Cheng, let's go to the newly opened game shop today to give you a change."
There are rabbits, pheasants, snake meat and other strange dishes that can't be named at the dinner table. In the middle of the dinner, he hastily dealt with several things entrusted to him by Director Feng. After a delicious meal, he returned to work.
Secretary Xiao Wang said to him again, "Chief Cheng, Director Li will invite you to dinner tonight." He said, "well, I see. I'll take a nap first. When I get off work, you wake me up and we'll go to dinner."
In the evening, they went to Sichuan-style hot pot restaurant together. He likes spicy food very much, which is known to everyone who often associates with him. During the dinner, he ate and drank in the sea, and he was in full swing, and he also entertained the things that Director Li entrusted him to do.
Three meals a day, extravagance and waste, eat your belly more and more bulging, but also eat more and more corrupt social atmosphere.
3. Write an essay on what to eat, and write an essay on how to eat and what it tastes like 150. I like to eat zongzi wrapped by my mother best. It is soft, sweet and delicious. "Yao ... it's delicious! It's really delicious, and my mother's craft has improved again! One more! " After hearing this, you must know that I am eating. What am I eating? Of course, I eat zongzi made by my mother!
Don't mention how fragrant the dumplings made by my mother are, and there are many kinds, including: red bean paste brown. Meat dumplings. Jujube brown ... My favorite food is of course the best and most delicious: meat dumplings! That smell of yours really smells good.
Gently bite, silky gravy comes and goes in your mouth, with endless aftertaste, not greasy at all. Take another bite, and I will see half a piece of bacon wrapped in sticky rice, and half a piece? In your mouth, of course, it melts quietly and slowly. By the way, I guess you don't know how much I ate that day! I'm full. The weight loss plan fell through again!
Do you still know the main customs about the Dragon Boat Festival? There are dragon boat races, eating zongzi and wearing sachets ... Enough customs!
4. Write a composition with the topic of food, 50 words. If you are in Wenzhou, talk about this "eating". That's very particular.
Let's take a look at this "lamp cake" first. The golden crispy skin really makes your stomach empty just by looking at it, just wanting to taste it. Its skin is crisp, the round edge is soft, and the stuffing is refreshing and unique. Bite off the crispy skin gently, and the stuffing inside will be exposed, such as shredded carrots, minced meat, eggs ... especially the carrots, which are delicious.
What's more interesting is this "Longren Wonton". A few decades ago, Chen Libiao, a native of Yueqing, managed wonton in Tiejing Lankou, an urban area. The wonton was really thin-skinned and fresh. Eat it in one bite, and slowly, you will taste laver, shredded eggs, dried pork floss, shrimp soaked in wine and so on. The wonton soup is clear to the bottom, like a flower, delicious and refreshing. Because he is very tall, he is called "Longren Wonton". And as early as a few decades ago, some people braved the cold, carrying wonton and selling it. I often saw it when I was a child, but time passed quickly, and now there are few people selling it in the street.
Another thing I have to mention is this "fish ball". Fish balls are mainly made of fresh fish. The taste is quite good! Fish balls can be made into soup or noodles. They are full of chewiness. Now there are fish ball shops in the streets and alleys of Wenzhou. If there is an opportunity, I will definitely take you to have a taste.
"Knocking fish" is also a famous snack. You may be surprised to hear the name. What is knocking fish? There seems to be no such fish. This "knocking fish" is made from fresh fish and sweet potato powder. Beat into thin fillets with a mallet. Cut into strips and boil in water for use. This fish soup is so delicious that you can't forget it after eating it.
Wenzhou's flavor snacks are endless. Just listing a few will make your mouth water. If you can come to Wenzhou, then I'm sure I'll feast your eyes on it and taste the taste of Wenzhou to the core.
5. Composition: How to write 3 pages about 1200 words about the best food I have ever eaten!
The landlord can do this:
1. Let's talk about "food" first, about 3~4 lines;
2. Briefly talk about your feelings about food and several foods you like, and draw out one of your favorite foods, about 5 lines;
3. Tell the reason why you like this kind of food, and move out a story about this kind of food (preferably the story of eating this kind of food for the first time), which doesn't need to be too long, just 5~7 lines;
4. To describe the attraction of this food to you (the appearance, smell, taste, etc.), you need to use a lot of adjectives and verbs to increase the visual impact and picture sense. You can write as much as you can in this part;
5. The ending must be linked to maternal love. If your mother always cooks it for you, this food has a different flavor.
Then it should be almost there.
Note: Part 3 and Part 4 can be mixed together. As the main body of the article, there must be more, which can be divided into 3~4 paragraphs.
Pure hand, I hope the landlord will try and be satisfied.
6. How to write the composition at the beginning of eating in the classroom on Friday night? As soon as my mother and I got home, I felt very hungry. I asked my mother to cook noodles, and my mother agreed.
After ten minutes, my mother cooked the noodles. Mom picked up the hot pot and put it on the table. Mother put a bowl to eat first. I watched my mother sandwich the noodles and thought, mom, don't sandwich so much. Leave more for me to eat. Finally, it's my turn to clip. I clip a full bowl of noodles. When I ate it, I put a big pile in my mouth and felt it was tasteless. I said, "Mom, can I put soy sauce?" Mother said in an angry tone, "No! The soy sauce is too hot! Just eat like this! " I thought to myself: this mother doesn't love me at all and doesn't even give me soy sauce. Looks like I have to think of a way. I said again, "Mom, I just put a little soy sauce, so just promise me?" Mother said coldly, "Go, go." As soon as I heard this, I hurried to the kitchen, picked up the soy sauce bottle, unscrewed the lid, put a little, and then screwed it back and put it in its original position. I took the bowl in my hands and sat down at the table. I wolfed it down and soon finished eating a bowl.
At this time, I saw my mother almost finished eating noodles. I said anxiously, "Mom, leave me the noodles in the pot!" " Mother smiled and said, "I would rather not eat than feed you." Later, my mother gave me all the remaining noodles.
Eating noodles this time made me understand that mothers always love their children!
7. The composition about eating introduces a lot of delicious food below. lz can choose one or several kinds of delicious food to write this composition according to his familiarity and liking.
Delicious steamed buns are often said to be delicious, but I have never tasted them and I don't know what they taste like. This afternoon, my parents took me to the steamed bun shop to open my eyes and eat my fill.
I finally got what I wanted that day. The steamed buns were whisked and thin-skinned, and there seemed to be a bag of juice in them. They were small and exquisite, shaped like a pagoda, translucent and strong, crystal clear and yellow, with a burst of fragrance on the top of the pagoda overflowing with the wind and similar in shape to steamed buns. No wonder they were called steamed buns. Generally, there are ten buns in a cage, each of which is like a small snowball, but there is a bumpy place on it. I was intoxicated by the aroma before it came up.
I can't wait to swallow the whole steamed buns in one gulp. A cage of steamed buns came up, and I sat in a chair. The steamed buns gave off a faint fragrance.
As soon as I smell this fragrant smell, I can't help eating it in big gulps. No sooner had he picked up a "chubby" and stuffed it into his mouth than he began to fight back.
My stomach is growling with hunger at this moment, and I can't wait to enlarge my mouth and swallow four small steamed buns in one gulp. So I carefully picked up the steamed buns with chopsticks, because I took a small bite and the juice ran into my mouth like a horde.
I dipped it in a little vinegar and put it into my mouth. The meat stuffing was loose and soft. As soon as I chewed it, its meat was suddenly loose and delicious. My mother said, "To eat steamed buns, you should first lick some vinegar, gently bite a hole, suck up the delicious soup inside, and then eat the skin and meat." The delicious essence of steamed buns is in the soup.
I eat according to my mother's method. The soup is fresh, thin and tender. It's really delicious. Sure enough, I don't know if I don't eat steamed buns for a while, but I can't forget them once I eat them.
I wolfed it down. Its meat is very full, a bite of fresh, thick and salty makes you want to eat it.
So I pestered my mother to buy another guest. When my aunt brought it with a smile, how could I let it go? After eating one after another, I was full of fragrance and smacked my lips, and I couldn't help but praise: "Beauty! It's really delicious. " In the blink of an eye, I wiped it out again, touched my bulging belly, added a mouth, and the rest was unfinished.
How's it going? Are you excited? It's better to go west and east and eat steamed buns in your hometown! Fried stinky tofu This is a unique local snacks in winter in the south of the Yangtze River. When I was young, I ran to the street after school. Of course, this was when I had some money in my pocket.
Through the alley and over the bridge, you can smell the smell of fried stinky tofu. The manager of fried stinky tofu is a thin old man with white eyebrows and beard. He always picks a burden. The burden is actually a box made of wood. In front of the box, there are stinky tofu, soy sauce, Chili sauce and a stack of small plates, as well as a can bottle with several pairs of chopsticks.
There is a small coal stove and a pot in the back box. The old man always stands at the corner of the street and devotes himself to frying stinky tofu.
I have never heard his shouts, but there are always many diners looking for fragrance and standing in a circle in front of his small burden. His stinky tofu is very distinctive. At first glance, it looks black and no different from other stinky tofu, but once it is put into the pot and then taken out of the pot, it becomes golden and delicious, coated with a layer of soy sauce or Chili sauce (his Chili sauce is homemade, bright red, spicy and comfortable), yellow, red and beautiful.
Take a bite carefully (because it is very hot), the outside is yellow and the inside is white, the outside is crisp and the inside is tender, and it is spicy and spicy. At this time, it is not eating but swallowing with the tongue rolling. Old people always fry only a few pieces at a time, and fry several pieces to sell a few pieces, so people who wait are all eating, and others pay attention to each other.
Most people who eat fried stinky tofu are women and children. It's really strange that women in the south of the Yangtze River don't eat spicy food, but they all become "spicy girls" when they get to this burden. They have to apply a thick layer of Chili sauce, and women don't care about being gentle at this time. They eat until their lips are red, tears are mixed, and hot sweat drops. The old man just kept saying: it's too spicy to stick, so don't eat too much.
After all, he didn't stop it. Therefore, the elderly consume a bottle of Chili sauce every day.
At that time, my father gave me fifty cents a month, and at least half of the money was contributed to stinky tofu. A piece of stinky tofu costs a penny, and after eating one piece, the day can be quiet.
Sometimes I don't plan to overspend, so I will refrain from running there for fear that hooks will grow in my eyes. However, at that time, as long as I accidentally slip to the old man's burden, the old man will always have an insight into everything, as if he found that there was no half penny in my pocket, and he would fry the most crisp and tender piece for me to eat with a smile.
I'm sorry to eat for free. When my father sends me money next month, I'll return it to him immediately, and the old man will accept it, but I must fry an extra piece of stinky tofu for me. It's been more than 20 years since I left that small town in the south of the Yangtze River, and I've never eaten such delicious fried stinky tofu (although I've eaten fried stinky tofu in other cities in the south of the Yangtze River, the taste always seems a little worse).
It always appears in my dreams, along with the thin old man with white beard and eyebrows who doesn't even know his name. I've only eaten meat and bone porridge once.
It was a Sunday morning in winter in Jiangnan, and my thrifty aunt suddenly offered to take me to eat meat and bone porridge. I was flattered and followed her all the way, for fear that she would suddenly change her mind.
Go along Qingshiban Road, cross the bustling food market and turn into an alley. Far away, I saw a small shop floating with white fog, and I heard the sound of an iron spoon knocking on the edge of the pot.
My aunt led me into the shop, which was already full. Everyone is sipping this meat and bone porridge, as if it is really delicious.
The proprietress led us into the inner kitchen and said apologetically, "Let's eat here." The proprietress is a 40-year-old woman with ear-length hair and meticulously pinned behind her ear with a black hairpin.
I was afraid that my aunt would run away when she got cold feet, so I quickly made my own claim and said, "Yes, yes." As a result, my aunt got two dirty eyes.
"Ok, a bowl of meat and bone porridge." The proprietress grabbed the big iron spoon with one hand and uncovered the big pot cover with the other. Suddenly, a heat wave swept through the smell of meat porridge.
She stirred it in the pot with a big iron spoon.
8. How to write the composition of delicious food I like to eat fruit. Its appearance is prickly, like a small red fireball. There is a white dress inside, but there is a black heart inside. Can you guess? I told you! This is my favorite fruit-litchi.
Besides, I also like to drink corn thick soup, the delicious taste, ham and egg drop, and I am hungry enough, so I can't help but want to steal a bite even if my father hasn't shouted "Let's go". I often say to my sister, "Shh! Don't be found by mom that we are eating soup. If mom finds out that we are eating soup, mom will be furious. " I like best that when winter comes, my mother cooks a bowl of hot corn thick soup.
My favorite staple food is instant noodles with seafood soup, a bowl of hot instant noodles, soft squid and crispy cucumbers. It's really a good taste on earth! As long as my mother cooks seafood instant noodles, it seems that I can enjoy my mother's love. Every time I have such seafood noodle soup, I will definitely have a good meal.
I also like meat, among which I like ribs. Why do I like ribs? Because: ribs boiled with corn and Chinese cabbage are the first delicious dishes in the world; Chicken with ribs and honey sauce is the second delicious dish in the world. I think if there are no ribs in the world, the world seems to have lost its taste.
In fact, I like to eat everything. If there is no food in the world, human beings can't survive, so I think I will definitely eat all the dishes cooked by my mother. I think this is the best reward for my mother!