1. Sixth grade composition: Learn to cook during the winter vacation. 600 words. Urgent. When it comes to cooking, I have some experience.
Since I was 10 years old, I have had the idea to learn cooking from my parents, hoping that I can be as good at cooking as them in the future.
In the past, every time I ate, because I didn’t know how to cook, I had to sit at the dinner table, wait for my parents to prepare the food, and then help bring the food to the table and enjoy the meal.
Ever since I came up with the idea of ??learning to cook, I would stand by and watch every time my parents cooked, learning the steps and methods of cooking different dishes.
However, after studying for half a year, I still haven’t learned anything, and I can’t do anything.
However, I did not lose heart and kept on studying.
Sure enough, "hard work pays off". On National Day last year, I finally learned a dish and successfully cooked it.
On the night of the National Day, I said to my parents: "Today I will make a dish - 'Fried Eggs with Chives'. Please taste it and see if I do it well." So, I did it and I immediately started it.
Get started.
To make this dish, you need the following ingredients: chives, eggs, salt, chicken essence, etc.
First of all, proper preparation is required. First chop the chives and mince the eggs.
Then, put the chopped green onions into the eggs, mix evenly, and add salt, chicken essence and other ingredients. In the third step, add oil to the pot, heat it to 70~80°C, and pour the green onion and egg paste into the pot.
, stir-fry over high heat for 3-5 minutes, then it’s done.
Finally, put the scrambled eggs into a bowl, and a delicious scrambled egg with chives is ready.
While I was cooking, I looked at the time, for fear of keeping them waiting.
I worked for about a quarter of an hour and finally finished it, thinking: Haha!
I finally made a delicious dish. When my parents eat it, they will definitely praise me for my job well done.
After clearing the stove, I brought the dishes to the table. My parents smelled the charming aroma and couldn't wait to take a bite. After tasting it carefully, they praised me repeatedly, saying that I had grown up and learned to cook.
I felt very happy after hearing this.
Please read: I may have become obsessed with cooking because I was a first-time wife.
I am obsessed with writing, but it is my hobby in my heart.
As I became obsessed with food, I suddenly discovered that there was a subtle connection between the two unrelated people.
First, let’s talk about how to learn to cook sweet and sour pork ribs from Northeastern women, and to encourage myself.
Observe on the spot, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, memorize the sequence in my mind, and pester my husband to buy ribs after returning home. After repeated practice ten or twenty times, the sweet and sour pork ribs I made finally became a delicacy that the family often misses.
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Once, as soon as I opened the pressure cooker, I was greeted by an unstoppable and fragrant aroma. The ribs were so soft and creamy that they seemed to melt as soon as I took my mouth.
The "master" saw that I had prepared the ribs. He came over and tasted them. His expression was very surprised, and he was gone.
The beauty in my heart cannot be expressed in words.
Articles are made by nature, and only with the correct method and continuous and repeated training can you "accidentally achieve something wonderful".
On the Mid-Autumn Festival, August 15th, I reunited with Sister Yang’s family to enjoy the full moon.
A table full of chicken, fish and duck.
Sister Yang’s sister cooks the food herself.
She was a restaurant owner.
By the way, I will keep the recipe of braised carp in my mind, and will only wait to buy a few more fish and practice it several times in the future.
The atmosphere at the dinner table was relaxed and warm. Brother Liu was in high spirits, writing and directing himself, and casually sang Northeastern-style rough folk songs, singing about the Northeast wind and the feelings of his second hometown.
Although the chicken and fish are good, I only have a soft spot for the appetizer.
I almost wiped out a whole large pot.
Sister Yang told me that this is called "Iceberg Visitor". Shred cucumbers, cabbage, and carrots, cut coriander into sections, mix tomato sauce with white sugar and vinegar, pour it on the shredded vegetables, add MSG and sesame oil, and mix
Just make it even.
You can also add some shredded onions for flavor.
Sweet and sour, refreshing, appetizing and refreshing.
After coming back, I always wanted to try it myself.
Go to the market and buy radishes, carrots, coriander, vinegar, and sugar. If you don’t have cabbage, use Chinese cabbage instead. If you don’t have tomato sauce, use apple salad. Anyway, they are sweet, and the lack of onions doesn’t matter. I didn’t have them last time. It’s fine.
It's delicious.
Follow Sister Yang's method of brewing it and make it enough for a small basin.
Sour and sweet.
Bewitch yourself first.
He happily ran to his colleague's dormitory carrying the basin.
I once boasted to her that I would serve as an iceberg guest in Haikou for her to eat.
The colleague opened the door and said, "Oh my god, you are feeding pigs!" Then he shook his head again and said, "If you don't want to eat cabbage, coriander, or carrots, I'd better take it back."
Feeling unwilling.
Just then another person came in, grabbed her and let her have a taste.
At my repeated insistence, she picked up the spoon and took a sip with great interest. She was waiting for her praise. When I saw her face, her brows were furrowed into walnuts and her face was severely deformed, "Ah, I don't eat sweets."
! Sorry, I'm going to vomit." Huhu ran out.
Laugh heartily.
I only took a few bites.
It's too sweet and sour to eat just this. This iceberg visitor can only show its value when placed among the pile of chicken, fish and meat dishes.