We eat the dishes fried by our parents every day and have a good time, but have we ever tried to cook by ourselves? Cooking is a life skill that everyone must learn. Here, I want to share some cooking compositions about the seventh grade of junior high school, hoping to help you.

On Wednesday afternoon, it was sunny, and I learned to cook for the first time. Seeing that mom and dad haven't come back yet, I thought, "Mom and dad are so tired at work. It would be great to fry them a plate of delicious food! " This is also my reward to my parents! But what to do? Yes, persimmon scrambled eggs. "

Do it. I took out two eggs and two persimmons from the refrigerator. I broke the egg first, put the egg liquid into the bowl, and the fresh yolk came out. Don't mention how beautiful it is I broke it with chopsticks, and then I cut the persimmon into orange petals. At this moment, the door opened and mother came back.

My mother saw me and said, "son, you have to cook." Fasten your apron quickly. " My mother helped me prepare seasonings for cooking, including salt, chicken essence and sugar. Then, I put the oil in the pot, and when the oil is hot, I put the eggs in the pot, and the eggs immediately solidify and expand. Fry the egg and I'll take it out. Mom said, "You have to cut it open." I picked up a knife and cut the fried egg into small pieces. At this time, I once again put the oil into the pot to heat it, then put the persimmon into the pot, stir-fry it a few times, then put the cut egg pieces into the pot, and finally put the seasoning in and stir-fry it together.

I put the fried food on the plate, and I don't want to mention how happy I am. My mother praised me and said, "Good boy, that's amazing. The three of us will soon be able to eat the dishes cooked by Master Wang. " I listened, and my heart was filled with joy.

Through this cooking, I know that as long as I am careful and not afraid of difficulties, I will succeed!

Today is Saturday, I finished my homework and thought; In class, Teacher Liu said: "You should learn some housework at the moment of grade three, and lay a good foundation for studying in the moral education base for grade four, and also said;" Living independently for three days and two nights, doing everything by myself ... "I thought for a while, then went into the kitchen and asked my grandmother," Grandma, can I learn cooking from you? "Grandma said," Yes, you should learn to fry vegetables first. "Grandma fired for a while to show me. She said, "You have to wait until the pot is red, put some oil before putting the vegetables. "After reading it for a while, I thought cooking was very simple, so I thought I understood it and said," Grandma, I'm going to cook tomorrow. " Grandma agreed. In the evening, grandma took me to my aunt's house, and I told my cousin about it happily. After that, I discussed with my cousin. She learned to cook and I learned to cook.

At noon the next day, I started cooking. First put the oil, then pour the garlic, then put the vegetables in, and finally stir-fry with salt for a few times, and a dish will be ready. It's time for dinner. I tasted my own fried food for the first time. Wow! It is very salty. I used to put too much salt in my cooking, so my brother didn't dare to eat green vegetables. Grandma asked me to do it again in the evening, so I did it, but this time I mastered the main method. Grandma said, "The fried food you made is delicious." After hearing this, everyone rushed to taste my cooking, and everyone was very satisfied.

After learning cooking this time, I understand a truth: everything should be serious, not so-so, as long as you do it seriously, you can do everything well.

There are many firsts in my life, the first time I learned to walk, the first time I learned to jump rope, the first time ... Today, the first thing I want to do is cook, which makes me very happy.

Today, Friday, I came home from school and finished my homework. I started playing with toy cars. After playing for a while, my stomach growled, so I rummaged through everything and still couldn't find anything to eat. So, I decided to cook by myself. I'm going to cook two dishes. First, I took out Chinese cabbage and tender pea tips from the refrigerator. My first dish was sweet and sour cabbage, and I started with excitement. I cleaned the pot first, then used it to wash dishes, then took out the cutting board and knife and began to cut vegetables in a more dangerous way. I carefully cut a knife first, and saw that there was no danger, so I cut the dish into pieces. Then there was a dangerous ignition. I opened the fire with trepidation, then dried the pot, then poured the oil, and then put the vegetables in the pot. At the beginning, I put a piece of cabbage first. When I saw that there was no danger, I put it all in. Because at first I thought the oil would overflow, so I dared not put it all in. I fried, fried, fried for about 3 minutes, and then I added sugar, vinegar and salt. Finally, it exploded for about 4 minutes. I turned off the fire, put my first dish on the plate and washed the pot again. I started to cook the second course-fried pea tips. After I washed the vegetables first, I turned on the gas, dried the pot and started cooking. I saw that the pea tip was wet, so I had to put it into the pot bit by bit. Every time I put down a pea tip, it sounds like firecrackers, because there is a lot of water on the dish. I immediately hid far away and dared not approach. I'll wait for the oil to spill less, and then slowly approach to put salt. As a result, the firepower was too strong. I didn't stir fry in time, and the food was burnt.

When I put two dishes on the table, I felt very happy and proud, because I felt that I had grown up and I was really capable! Cooking is really something that makes me very happy!

In the evening, my mother is busy cooking in the kitchen, and I play with toys in the living room.

At this moment, we suddenly heard my brother crying in the room. It turns out that my brother woke up. He is still a baby and needs someone to dress him. My mother had to ask me, "Baby, can you help my mother fry this dish?" I think: My mother, who is usually so capable, finally needs my help. Great, I can finally show myself! So I readily agreed: "Yes! I am coming! "

Mother stopped her work happily and hurried out of the kitchen. I also happily put down my toys and walked into the kitchen.

I did what my mother usually does. First, I picked up a pumpkin, found a peeler and peeled it carefully. Then, I put it on the chopping board and cut it into pieces slowly. Then I poured the oil into the pot and turned on the fire. After a while, I poured the pumpkin pieces into the pot. There was a "ding" at once, which scared me. This is what a bowl of shrimp-skin gourd does. It looks really good!

At this time, the mother also coaxed her brother. She followed the scent to the kitchen and said happily, "honey, you are really capable!" " "My heart is full of joy. Helping my mother is really a pleasure!

I like to eat the lotus root box made by my mother very much. I thought, "when I learn to make lotus root boxes, I will definitely do better than my mother!" "

So, at night, when my mother was cooking, I stood by and stole the teacher's skills. Mother stirred the minced meat first. She put the minced meat in a small bowl, and put some rice wine, egg liquid, white pepper, salt, onion and some raw flour in it. Mother asked me to mix them evenly.

"Now, I'm going to stir the batter," said my mother. "Why do you want to stir the batter?" I asked curiously. "You will know when you read it." Mother took out two eggs and beat them in a bowl. Then she put some glutinous rice flour and flour as white as snow. The kitchen is full of the smell of glutinous rice flour. In order to make the lotus root box more delicious, my mother put some baking powder in the batter and finally added some water. My mother stirred the batter evenly. I watched carefully for fear of missing a small detail. At first, there were many small particles in the batter, which gradually became a smooth and viscous liquid. I asked, "Shall we put it in the refrigerator?" "no! We just need to keep it for a while. "

Then, we began to deal with lotus roots. Lotus root is like a chubby arm of a child, with spots on its skin. If you peel it off, it will be white. Mother cut the lotus root as thin as paper. Lotus root slices are crystal clear in the light, just like jade. Mother put some meat stuffing in two pieces of lotus root with chopsticks. Meat stuffing is like a group of happy urchins sticking out their little heads in the hole of lotus root to play hide-and-seek with you.

Finally, the pot can be cooked. Mother heated the oil pan and dipped the lotus root box in the batter. It's a pot, son! Son! Son! Soon, both sides of the lotus root box turned golden yellow, which made people drool. Mother picked up the lotus root box and put it on the plate. I immediately picked up a piece and took a big bite. Wow! My mouth is full of lotus root fragrance.

I like my mother's cooking. In the future, I will learn more from my mother and cook good food for my parents.