Learn to cook a composition 1 Our family has recently come up with a new trick: omelet. This dish is delicious, but it's not that easy to burn, so I'm going to make it myself.
Chef's father taught me to do it. I'm a student. Dad brought flour, put it in a big bowl and stirred it with a big stick. I watched dad so relaxed that I took the stick and stirred it up myself. "Hey" is really heavy! I cried, and with great effort, I finally made the flour sticky. Dad told me what to do: "Step two, tear a big piece from the inside." I quickly tore it off, put it on a board, picked up the previous stick and hammered it hard on the dough until it became flat. When my father gave the order, I put the dough in the pot and fired. Dad opened the refrigerator, took out an egg and handed it to me while commanding: "Break this egg and pour it in the center of the dough." I took a step back when I looked at my father and the burning fire. Dad understood my idea, stepped forward, grabbed my hand, knocked the acceptance on the pot hard, and opened the eggshell with both hands to let the yolk and egg white flow to the center of the dough. Now just wait until the dough is cooked. I stared at the pot intently, and in a short time, it changed from white to yellowish, from yellowish to golden. Dad began to command the signal again: "Come on, put some ham sausage, add some onions, overlap it, and then turn it over!" " On the surface, I obeyed, chopped the ham sausage and onion, poured them into the pot, and turned the dough over, but I thought to myself, "My God, this job is hard to do!"
After a while, my omelet stopped cooking.
I was so happy that I proudly said to my father, "There is another little chef in our family!" " Dad said, "cook your own breakfast tomorrow!" " This really makes me laugh and cry.
Learning to cook composition 2 On Sunday, my mother was cooking a homely meal-Laba porridge. Mother takes mushrooms and potatoes for a while. I saw that she was in a hurry, so I said to my mother, "Mom, let me help you!" "
My mother looked at me with a grain of salt and said, "Oh! You will? "
I replied confidently, "no, but I can learn!" People can't be born with everything! Right! "
Mother smiled and said, "Well, I will reluctantly accept you as an apprentice!" " I listened, happy as a lively shrimp.
In order to eat Laba porridge more quickly, I suggested division of labor and cooperation. My mother asked me to cut vegetables. I picked up a round carrot and began to cut vegetables!
I accidentally cut my hand while cutting. So my mother quickly brought the band-aid and wrapped my hand for me. This time, my mother was frightened. My mother asked me to see how she operated first. I saw that my mother used her skillful technique to cut a carrot into pieces, then cut it into strips and diced, and finally put it into porridge.
I saw it, clamoring to cut it. But she was afraid that I would cut my hand again, so she held my hand and taught me to cut it. Slowly, I will cut it myself, as well as my mother.
My mother also praised me for this. After listening to my mother's praise, my heart is sweeter than eating honey. I can help my mother to do things. How happy and proud I am! I thought to myself: it's good to work for my family!
As soon as Laba porridge was ready, my mother gave me a bowl. Today's Laba porridge, I eat it very fragrant and very sweet. Because I know, only the food exchanged for labor is the sweetest!
Learn to cook composition 3 My mother assigned me a task a few months ago-learn to wash and cook in the summer vacation. She said, "How can you sweep the world if you don't sweep a house? Simple basic life skills must be learned. When you grow up, you can do it yourself without every meal, but the premise must be. "
It's been more than ten days since the summer vacation. I've been playing crazy for a few days. It's time to roll up my sleeves and do laundry and cook. Laundry doesn't bother me. Summer clothes are very thin. I only wear them for one day. If I don't play ball games, it's clean. Just rub them with soap and rinse them with clean water. I'm handy.
Cooking and cooking are not so simple, and there are many situations. For a while, the rice was not washed clean, and for a while, the water at the bottom of the rice cooker was not dried, and the power was turned on. It was so scary. When it is cooked, it looks like a sparse meal. When you scoop it up, you can't tell the rice grains at all. The whole lump is stuck all over the spoon, and you can't scrape it off with a spoon. I really didn't expect that what my mother usually did in one minute would be like this. It's easier said than done. Not to mention cooking, it turns out that meat is exquisite when it is cut. Beef and pork are cut differently, and pork slices are cut differently. I am careful not to cut off a piece of my own meat, and it took a lot of effort to cut it. As a result, all the fried pieces became lumps. Pick a place where the beans were bitten by insects and didn't pick it clean. The shredded potatoes were cut strangely and all kinds of shapes came out. Some of the fried chopsticks are cooked, some are not cooked, and the salt is not mixed well. This chopstick has no salt, and that chopstick is dead with salt, but you have to send it to your mouth if you make it yourself. Although I do it every day and have various problems every day, my mother always says it's not bad, which makes me embarrassed to say that I won't learn. I can only bite the bullet and hold on. After a few days, I feel that I have lost weight.
You can't retreat, you can only face the difficulties! I hope I can cook a delicious meal one day!
Learn to cook composition 4. Today my mother is not at home, so I cook by myself.
I asked my mother how to make rice soup. My mother said, "The water in the pot is boiling. Scoop a tablespoon of rice, wash it with cold water, then pour the washed rice into the pot. After a while, the pot will boil, and then try whether the rice is cooked or not. Just block the fire when it is cooked."
I said, "I see."
In the evening, I cook according to my mother's method.
However, when I put the lid online, I didn't put a cloth on it, and I accidentally burned myself and my hands were red. I was angry and said, "I don't want to do it. I am so angry." But I think about it, I can't give up, I must insist. "
I took the cloth to lift the lid, then scooped a spoonful of rice and poured it into the pot. After a while, the pot rolled. I couldn't wait to take a spoon and scoop a bite. I tasted it, but the rice was cooked, but my mouth burned red and it hurt. Then I blocked the fire and waited for my mother to come back. Mom came back and said, "You are great!" I said, "My hands are burned and my mouth is red."
Mom said, "Then you won't stop doing it?" I said, "The teacher said: Don't give up everything easily." Mom said, "Does it hurt?" I said, "It doesn't hurt anymore." Mother said, "You are really a brave child."
I'm so happy! It feels good to be praised by my mother.
Learn to cook composition 5 This morning, my father taught me to cook.
Dad taught me to choose vegetables first. Every time my father teaches me a step, he has to give me a demonstration first. I think it's fun and I just stand by and wait anxiously. Every time dad stops for a second, I say, "Okay, okay, it's my turn!" " And every time I shout, my father will say, "What's the panic? What's the panic? " My mother, who has been watching, spoke. She said, "Seeing that my bean treasure regards cooking as a pleasure. If it were my bean dad, it would be hard to cook a meal!"
In the evening, my father asked me to help him cook, and I opened my mouth and agreed. I helped my father cook the meal first, and then I helped my mother wash the vegetables. My father asked me to help him cut the vegetables. My mother taught me how to peel loofah, and then asked me to help her cut vegetables, which made me sweat. When I cut vegetables, I said, "It's too much trouble to use a big knife. It's better to use a knife to peel fruit!" Mom changed a knife for me. I cut it a few times and said, "The knife is not good either." Mom took a look. I couldn't help laughing, and my mother said, "Oh dear! You got it backwards! Do you think it's no trouble to cut with the opposite side of the knife? " I laughed when I saw my mother laughing.
Learning to cook is really fun!
Learn to cook composition 6 At noon today, I learned to cook a dish. Its name is moo Shu pork. Do you know why I want to learn this dish? Because this dish can be cooked in a variety of ways, you can put potatoes this time and carrots next time. This time, I put green celery, black fungus, yellow bean sprouts and my favorite meat.
After all the ingredients for cooking are ready, I cut some minced garlic and started cooking. I asked my father, "Is it difficult to cook?" "It's not difficult. I'm sure you can do it. I'll help you when you can't!" Dad said. After listening to this sentence, I had a bottom in my heart, so I started cooking. I had seen my mother cook before, and I followed her example, adding three spoonfuls of oil first. Alas, why did they all "jump out"? Listen to my father: "when water meets high temperature, it will expand and explode instantly, and the high-temperature oil will collapse." So that's it. I continued to cook, and then I met another thing that embarrassed me. Should I put the dishes first? Or put the meat first? I had to ask my father, who said, "Meat is the hardest to cook, so you should put meat first, then minced garlic, then vegetables, and finally seasoning." I thought about it carefully, and I thought what Dad said was reasonable, so I put the meat in the pot and began to stir it so that it could be heated evenly. Suddenly, there was a fire in the pot. What should I do? What to do! At this time, I saw the lid of the pot, and I had a brainwave and covered it with lightning speed. Oh! The fire went out at once. After some twists and turns, I finally cooked the dish!
Eating your own cooking is not only delicious in your mouth, but also sweet in your heart!
I've always wanted to learn to cook, and everyone should want to know why. Because I learned to cook, I can cook whatever I want. If you can't cook, you have to eat other people's cooking if it's not delicious. If you learn to cook, you don't have to do this. How nice!
On Saturday morning, I want to learn to cook well after I get up. But from whom? There are two "cooks" in our family, namely my grandfather and grandmother. Later, I thought I should learn from whoever did well, so I decided to learn cooking from my grandmother.
The meal I learned to cook is called "fried eggs" In the process of learning, grandma told me to put some oil first, and then beat the eggs into the pot. When I beat the eggs, the oil in the pot almost splashed on my face! I was scared, so I turned down the fire. But the fire was too small to be cooked, so I bravely turned it on again. Now that one side of the egg is cooked, how can I turn it upside down? I asked grandma to turn it over for me. After a little while, the egg was finally fried. I didn't expect it to be so difficult to fry eggs!
Later, I served the fried egg to my grandmother for tasting. Grandma said, "Did you put no salt in this egg?" Oh dear! Why didn't I even put salt in it? Really! Pour some "Weidamei" soy sauce instead. I fried the eggs in this way, and I was very happy. I want to learn to cook more meals in the future.
I don't know why, these days, on a whim, I clamored for my parents' permission to cook a meal. They were annoyed by me, so they waved and said to me. "Go, go! We are waiting for your meal that makes people want to vomit when they smell it. "
"What do you mean, you want to vomit when you smell it? You simply underestimate me!" I look at the menu with a stuffy stomach. Suddenly, I found a very interesting meal called "Cute Tricolor Rice". Celery juice, tomato juice and curry paste are poured into rice to form three colors, so it is named "Cute Tricolor Rice".
I bought two celery, a tomato and a packet of curry powder at the vegetable market first, then I washed the celery and put it in the juicer, and the blade turned quickly. When I squeezed tomato juice, I squeezed it in a short time because of my experience. I seem to have no idea about mixing the paste. "How much curry and starch should I put in?" Hehe, let's go to grandma, a good cook, for help.
After everything is ready, I pour the vegetable juice into the washed rice, cover the lid of the rice cooker, plug in the power supply and wait. But I'm like a monkey's ass-I can't sit still, and I look at the cover of the rice cooker every five minutes, which makes the rice more difficult to cook.
Wait for a while, wow! The rice is finally cooked. It smells good! I started to put the seasoning. I took out the fine salt and put a little curry rice in the celery rice. On second thought, no, tomatoes should have sugar. So, I added two spoonfuls of sugar. However, the taste of salt and sugar really makes people ...
At dinner, the whole family looked miserable. I touched my head and smiled shyly, thinking: It seems that it is not easy to do anything well.
This morning, I said to my mother, "We are going to the new product base, where we will cook by ourselves." So, my mother decided to let me cook breakfast today.
Today's breakfast is instant noodles, and my mother said, "rinse the pot with water first." I rinsed it carefully and the pot became clean. At this time, my mother said, "Put the pot on the stove." I carefully put the pot on the stove. "Turn on the gas." Mom said to me, I opened the cupboard and turned on the gas. "See those two flames?" Mother said to me, "Just screw that handle there." I screwed the handle there.
After a while, my mother asked me to break the instant noodles in half. I didn't dare at first. My mother showed me again. I had the courage. I took the second bag of instant noodles. This time, I did not hesitate to break the instant noodles in half and put them in the pot. My mother told me to wash a pair of chopsticks and let me stir. After I stirred for a few minutes, I put the seasoning in the instant noodles again, and then stirred again. After a while, the noodles were soft, and my mother said to me in a hurry, "Come on, get the noodles quickly!" I quickly took a big spoon and a pair of chopsticks to catch noodles.
Instant noodles are ready. I took a bite of my own noodles and felt great. My parents were very pleased to eat my noodles.
Learn to cook a composition 10 Every time I eat a delicious meal cooked by my mother, I really want to cook it for myself like my mother. So I want to learn cooking from my mother. One day, I told my mother what I thought. My mother said, "What do you want to learn to cook?" I think I like hot and sour shredded potatoes best. I'll learn to cook this dish. I said to my mother, "Just teach me how to make hot and sour shredded potatoes."
I started to do it. I put the peeled potatoes on the chopping board, took a kitchen knife in my right hand, and pressed the potatoes hard with my left hand for fear that he would run away. I began to cut, because it was the first time to cut vegetables, so I cut the potato chips unevenly. I cut the potato chips into shredded potatoes as my mother said.
It's time for the next step. I put the oil into the pot to heat it under the guidance of my mother. After a while, the oil smoke came out. I think it's almost enough. I put the onion and ginger in the pot, stir-fry them for a few times, then put the shredded potatoes in, continue to stir-fry them for a few times, and then pour the vinegar, sugar, pepper and minced garlic into the shredded potatoes and stir-fry them constantly. In a short time, the shredded potatoes were fried. After adding some salt and monosodium glutamate, I put them into a big plate.
I couldn't wait to take a bite. It was delicious! Mother saw that I ate very well and began to eat.
After this time, I am more motivated to learn to cook. Every weekend, I learn to cook and let the whole family taste it. I think: if my parents can't go home because of something, I won't be hungry, so I can cook for myself.
Learn to cook a composition 1 1 Today, it's raining. My father asked me what I want to eat. I said it's so cool. Let's have some noodles. I haven't eaten for a long time. So my father and I went to the vegetable market and bought noodles, tomatoes, eggplant and cucumbers.
When I got home, I volunteered to learn to cook, and my mother assigned me the task of peeling cucumbers and mashing garlic. I washed the cucumber first, and then peeled it carefully with a peeler line by line. This half of the cucumber was cleaned and the other half was peeled upside down. After the peeling, my mother took it and cut it into very thin silk, ready to eat with noodles.
Then, I started mashing garlic. I peeled the garlic piece by piece first, then washed them with water, put them in the garlic masher, picked up a small hammer and smashed it, until my arm was sore. I showed it to my mother, but she said it was still not enough. I had to pound it smaller and mash it into small garlic, so I continued to pound it for a while. When I showed it to my mother, my mother said, "Well, it was a good pound this time." “
When I peeled the cucumber and mashed the garlic, my father fried the tomato and eggs, and cooked the noodles. When I brought them to the table, I saw white noodles, green cucumbers, yellow eggs and red tomatoes, all of which made my mouth water, and there was also my credit. It was not easy to cook a simple meal, and I understood the hard work of my parents better.
Learn to cook a composition 12 this morning, my mother said to me, "I'll teach you to cook today, ok?" "Good!" I agreed happily.
I saw my mother first filled two bowls of rice from the rice bag and put them in a stainless steel basket. Then I poured a basin of water and put the stainless steel basket in the basin. My mother rubbed the rice a few times with her hand, and I also put my hand in and rubbed it a few times. "Ah, it's so cold!" I can't help but cry. Mother said, "Don't wash rice many times, as the nutrition in the rice will be lost. We should mainly find out whether there are pebbles and other sundries in the rice." Then, mother put the rice into the rice cooker and added some water to it. I asked my mother curiously, "How much water should I add?" "Because the rice is old rice and old rice is swollen, you should put more water and measure it with your index finger. The distance from the water surface to the rice is only one and a half knots. If it is new rice, you should put less water." Mother patiently explained. I put my finger in and measured it. It was just one and a half knots. Finally, close the rice cooker and press the cooking button. After about twenty minutes, there was a "gurgling" sound inside, and the rice cooker jumped from "cooking stall" to "heat preservation stall" and the rice was cooked.
At noon, I looked at the full, glittering and translucent grains of rice, eating the rice cooked by myself, which was fragrant and soft, and my heart was flattered. I can cook for my parents in the future.
Learn to cook a composition 13 I went back to my hometown with my grandparents. When I got back to my hometown, it was already noon, so I cooked with my grandparents.
Grandma went to buy rice to cook soup, and grandpa went to the backyard to pick vegetables. After a while, I was responsible for the fire. Grandma picked up the cauldron, brushed it, put it in the fire place, filled several scoops of water, and poured it into the pot. Here I started to work. I found a lot of firewood and hay, and stuffed them into a hole. I found a piece of paper around, put it in the fire and caught fire. Grandma took a pot and put it in this cauldron. There seemed to be rice in that small pot. Grandma moved a box of books and said that I should burn it. It was my aunt's book when I was a child. It was useless to keep it, and it took up space. I took a book, stuffed it in, and the books couldn't burn through. So I took another book and put it in page by page. It was too hot. After a while, everything in it turned gray in Hwa-Sung Do. Grandma came and took out the small pot inside. When she saw me, she smiled and asked me to wash my face. When I looked in the mirror, I became a carbon man. My face was too dark and I was sweating. It was really ugly. I washed my face and it was much better.
We had a meal. It was delicious. I made a fire to cook. It was fun to make a fire.
Learn to cook a composition 14 Animals must learn their first skill quickly when they are born, that is, running. Because animals learn to run, they can avoid the enemy's attack. People are no exception, because the first need for people to live is to eat, so people must master a skill-cooking.
One day on weekends, it was sunny and sunny, and only my mother and I were at home. Mother said, "I'll teach you how to cook today!" " I hesitated, and finally agreed.
When cooking began, my mother cleaned the rice cooker first, then scooped two bowls of rice into the basin in the rice cooker. My mother scoured the rice again and again, and the rice was finally clean. So, mother put the basin in the rice cooker, covered the lid and turned on the power. My mother and I waited patiently by. After a while, the rice was cooked and the smell came to the nose. I couldn't help it. I took a bite of rice with chopsticks and tasted it in my mouth. "Wow" smells good!
Unexpectedly, rice is so easy to cook.
I said to my mother. "Let me try it!" Mother nodded her head.
I followed my mother's example. I cleaned the pot first, and then cleaned the rice. "Ouch!" I didn't hold the pot properly and spilled all the rice, so I had to clean it again. This time I succeeded. I put the rice in the rice cooker and turned on the power. After waiting for a while, I opened the pot and looked, "My God, how did dry rice become porridge?" My mother heard this and ran to me and said, "Hehe, you put too much water." After that, I practiced several times and finally learned to cook.
This incident has made me understand a truth, that is, "Nothing is impossible to a willing mind".
Learn to cook composition 15 Today, my mother asked me to try cooking once. I thought to myself, cooking is very simple. Just wash the rice, put it in the rice cooker and press the switch. So I said confidently, "Today is up to me."
I put rice in a rice cooker, and then I washed it again and again like my mother usually cooks. At this time, my mother said to me, "You don't have to wash rice so many times, it will wash away the nutrients in rice, just wash it twice."
I poured the washed rice into the rice cooker, then poured two bowls of water, and was ready to press the switch. At this time, my mother saw it and said to me, "Silly child, are you cooking or cooking porridge?" I confidently replied, "Cooking, of course." After listening, my mother smiled happily and said to me, "You don't need to put so much water in cooking. Too much water will turn into porridge. As long as the water level is as high as your little finger. " After listening to my mother's words, I quickly added water again. This time, there is neither more nor less water. My mother also told me that you can't open the lid when the rice is boiling, otherwise it will become raw rice.
In the evening, when I was eating my own cooking, I was very happy. I thought to myself: anything that looks simple will not be done in the end if you don't practice it yourself.