1. 400 Words for Writing Essay on One of My Favorite Fruits

My Favorite Fruit - Mango Mango is a famous tropical fruit.

The fruit has a beautiful appearance, tender and sweet flesh, a special flavor and high nutritional value. Mango is a genus of mango in the family of Lacertidae, enjoying the "King of Tropical Fruits" reputation.

Mango tree is an evergreen tree, a branch with tender green leaves. The tree is 10 - 20 meters high, the main root is thick, the crown is round head-shaped, each mango tree like a huge umbrella.

In early spring, the mango will blossom, the mango's flower is very small, the flower is light yellow, a cluster, issued a light fragrance. There are many kinds of mangoes, so they are also different sizes, the big ones are as big as the palm of your hand, the small ones are as small as an egg, and the mango is kidney-shaped, like a hook.

Its surface is smooth, not ripe mango touch down is hard, ripe is a little soft. The color of the mango is first green, followed by half-green and half-yellow, when it is ripe when the skin is lemon yellow, the shape of the beautiful, giving a sense of warmth and cordiality, full of poetry.

Mango can be fragrant, put on the table far can smell the aromatic fragrance, I peeled off the skin, I saw the yellow flesh, I can not wait to bite a bite, the flesh is soft, the juice seeped into every corner of the mouth, can be sweet. Inside it there is a hard core.

Not ripe mango cut into a small piece of a small piece of salt to eat, crunchy and very tasty, eat a mango can quench the thirst for blood, expectorant cough, stomach and vomiting. But can not eat too much, will cause skin allergies.

Mango can also do mango cans, juice, jam, candied fruit, cold fruit, jelly and so on. I like the flavorful, sweet mango the most.

Strawberry Speaking of fruits, I can not help but be happy, because since I was a child, I have been very fond of eating fruits, such as watermelon ah, peach ah, grapes and apples and so on, there are times when I do not eat a lot of rice, but every day I have to eat a lot of fruits, parents also said that I am a beautiful daughter to eat fruits grown up it. Among the fruits I love to eat, strawberry is my love, because it is not only ripe early, can be the first in all fruits and melons on the market, and fresh and beautiful, sour taste is not big, sweet taste is light, sweet and sour taste, but also does not hurt the stomach.

In order to understand how strawberries grow, I also specialized in the Internet to see a lot of strawberry information, from which I know that the strawberry is a perennial herbaceous plant of the Rosaceae family, also known as the foreign berry, native to South America. Strawberry varieties, there are more than 2000 varieties.

Strawberries like warm weather, intolerant of cold. Strawberries are grown in Hebei Province, Shandong Province and many southern provinces in China.

The fruit of strawberry is spherical or ellipsoidal. The ripe fruit is red and colorful, and the surface is lumpy with many small seeds, which I thought were a lot of sesame seeds sticking to it when I was a kid.

Strawberry fruit bright red tender, soft and juicy, sweet and sour, rich in vitamin C, but also contains carotene, a variety of vitamins, glucose, protein, fat, iron, calcium, phosphorus, etc., so some people tube strawberry is also known as the "beauty of the fruit", pick up a gently chewed in the mouth, the pink juice, accompanied by fresh flesh. Along with the tender flesh in the mouth has a sweet, sour, cool wonderful feeling, the only regret is that the small seeds attached to the surface of the strawberry to eat up no flavor. Whenever parents buy back strawberries, as long as I have time, I have to hand the strawberry under the green leaves off, if the leaves are watery bright green, then the strawberries must be fresh, I really hope to have the opportunity to go to the place where the strawberries are planted to see with their own eyes strawberries are how to grow.

I also have a variety of ways to eat strawberries, some parents told me, some of my own invention, such as: wash the strawberry with a knife and cut into four pieces into the plate, sprinkled with a little sugar on the top, so that even if it is not ripe strawberries to eat, will not feel very sour. You can also cut the strawberries and cut the cucumber and tomatoes together, into the salad dressing mix well, it became a delicious fruit salad.

In short, strawberries are one of my very favorite fruits, and even though I've written so much about them, it seems like I still can't get enough.

2. 5 grade "my favorite kind of food" essay (400 words) to be fast

As the saying goes, "food is the most important thing", I agree with this statement. I can call myself a "little gourmet", because I have a lot of research on the dishes. I can rattle off hundreds of names of dishes alone. Beijing's roast duck, Inner Mongolia's lamb, Xi'an's mutton buns, Shanxi's knife-shaved noodles ...... In so many sweet and savory food, the most favorite, is the mountain city of Chongqing's Mapo tofu.

Mapo tofu not only tastes spicy and fragrant and colorful. Tender white tofu dices standing in a neat "line" in the plate, wearing a bright red hot sauce made of "clothes", looks like a red hot red piece, like a burning red flame, the middle is also interspersed with some of the crispy meat foam, green Green onion scattered on the plate, just like a piece of green leaves, dipped in spicy sauce of tofu into a blooming red flowers, in the green leaves under the background seems particularly striking. From time to time, from the plate exudes a burst of tantalizing aroma, really mouth-watering!

It seems that the practice of Mapo Tofu is very complex, in fact, very simple: cut the tofu into a square block, let them one by one "jump" into the steaming water heat "body", and then fish them out, a moment in the use of the Then, cut the meat into very small pieces and let them "jump" into the hot water to warm up. Next, cut the meat into very small pieces and crisp them in vegetable oil. Then, to the pot into the appropriate oil, open the switch, to the oil into the pre-prepared dried chili peppers, peppercorns and ginger, and so the oil in the seventy, eighty degrees into the diced tofu, coupled with an appropriate amount of cornstarch, flopped a few times, and then add the appropriate amount of salt, soybean paste, soybean paste, a little bit of white wine, and finally with a small fire and slowly burned for two minutes in the pan when the quick to join the small amount of monosodium glutamate, this colorful and fragrant full of mapo tofu on the The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good idea of what you're doing!

Eating Ma Po Tofu is also very delicate. When you eat, first clip on a piece of tofu, more dip some plate of spicy sauce, gently put it into the mouth slowly chewing, eat up, numb, spicy, this flavor a mouth full of any corner. When I eat, I like to lick the spicy sauce on the tofu first, and then the spicy sauce's numbness and spiciness "swoops" into my mouth, and then I eat the tofu, and then the tender tofu passes through my mouth, smooth and refreshing, and this way of eating, I eat Ma Po Tofu's distinctive flavor. If you are lucky, you can also eat a little bit of meat foam, crispy outside and tender inside, a step further to add the flavor of Ma Po Tofu, played the role of the finishing touch.

How about, heard my introduction to the Ma Po Tofu has a certain understanding of it. Is it considered a delicious dish? Alas, do not talk to you, a plate of ma po tofu out of the pot, I'm a "little gourmet" to taste taste, goodbye!

3. To write an essay on my favorite food

"Lychee Honey"

Flowers, birds, grasses and insects, all on the painting, the original is often called people love. The bee is the painter's favorite, but I always do not like. It's funny, when I was a child, I went up to the tree to pinch begonias, and I didn't want to be stung by a bee, and it hurt me so much that I almost fell down. Adults told me that bees don't sting easily, it is because they mistakenly think that you want to hurt them that they sting; once they sting, they will exhaust themselves and won't be able to live much longer. I felt sorry for the bee and forgave it. But from then on, whenever I saw the bee, I felt a lump in my heart, and I was not very comfortable.

In April this year, I went to the hot springs in Conghua, Guangdong, and stayed there for a few days. There, surrounded by mountains, surrounded by a pool of spring water. The scenery is thick and emerald, simply a green landscape painting. Just went to the night was a cloudy day, occasionally leaning out of the building window, strange ah, how the building in front of so many dark hills out of nowhere, a heavy, heavy, undulating? I remember the building is a garden, not a mountain. What in the end is this illusion? Rushed to dawn to see, can not help but laugh. It turned out to be a field full of lychee trees, one even a tree, each tree's leaves are dense impermeable seam, dark night look, but not like a mountain!

Lychee may be the world's freshest and most beautiful fruit. Su Dongpo wrote this poem: "daily bite lychee three hundred, do not quit long as Lingnan people." This shows the beauty of lychee. I came at the wrong time, lychee just blossomed. The tree is full of light yellow flowers, not outstanding. Newly sprouted young leaves, color reddish, than the flower is also some good-looking. From blossom to fruit ripening, about three months, it seems I can not wait to eat fresh lychee here. It is the right time to eat fresh lychee honey. Some people may not have heard of this rare commodity, right? The lychee trees in Conghua are as numerous as the ocean, and during the blooming season, the bees are so busy that they forget about the morning and evening. Lychee honey is characterized by its pure color and nutrients. Most people who live in the hot springs like to eat this honey to nourish their bodies. A warm-hearted comrade gave me two bottles. Once opened the bottle line, is so a sweet aroma; mix half a cup of a drink, sweet aroma with a breath of fresh lychee flavor. Drinking such a good honey, you will feel that life is sweet.

I don't feel moved, want to go to see the bees who have always been less favorite.

Deep in the lychee forest, a corner of the white house, that is the hot springs communal apiary, but a funny name, called "beekeeping building. A close to the "building", only to see swarms of bees out and in, flying to fly, that boiling scene will make you think, maybe the bees are also rushing to build what new life.

Beekeeper Lao Liang led me into the "building". He is actually a young man, and his behavior is quite steady. Probably because he wanted me to go deeper into the life of bees, he carefully opened a wooden beehive, which is separated by a row of boards, full of bees, crawling. The queen bee was dark brown and extraordinarily long in stature, and every worker bee was willing to feed her with the royal jelly she secreted.

Old Liang said softly, as if in admiration, "Look at this swarm of little things, how obedient!"

I then asked, "How much honey can a hive of bees like this cut in a year?"

Old Liang said, "I can cut dozens of pounds. The bees love to work. The weather in Guangdong is good, and there are many flowers, bees are not idle all year round. The bees have a lot of honey, but the amount of honey they can eat is limited. Every time I cut honey, I leave a little bit, just enough for them to eat. They never fight, and do not care about anything, or continue to labor, continue to brew honey, the whole day and month of hard work ......"

I also asked: "Such a good honey, not afraid of what things to spoil it?"

Lao Liang said, "How can I not be afraid? You have to watch out for bugs crawling in, and you have to watch out for bumblebees.

I could not help but laugh, "Oh! Nature also has invaders. How to deal with bumblebees?"

Lao Liang said: "Catch! If you can't drive it away, kill it. If you let it stay there, it will bite the bees to death."

I remembered a question and asked, "How long does a bee live?"

Lao Liang said, "The queen bee can live for three years, and the worker bees live for six months at most."

I couldn't help but shudder: what a lovely little creature! The bees have nothing to ask of people, but what they give to people is extremely good. Bees are making honey, and making life; not for themselves, but for mankind to make the sweetest life. The bee is small, but how noble the bee is!

Through the lychee forest, I looked at the distant fields, where farmers were standing in the paddy fields, diligently dividing and transplanting rice seedlings. They are using their labor to build their own lives, and in fact, they are also brewing honey - for themselves, for others, and also for future generations to brew the honey of life.

That night, I had a strange dream that I turned into a little bee.

4. Your favorite food 400 words written in expository text

My favorite flavor food Hakka cuisine is famous all over the world, as a Hakka family, I am often proud of the rich specialties and food culture of my hometown. One day, we went to a restaurant for dinner. I ordered a plate of stuffed tofu, which is my favorite food. Stuffed tofu is a traditional food of the Hakka people. Dad said it has a history of more than a thousand years. Wow, it's so old. How is it made? I'm interested. The process is very simple. First, we buy the tofu and make the meat mixture as a condiment. To make the stuffing, you have to mince the pork, then mix it with cuttlefish, green onions, mushrooms, etc. and some pepper, and then the delicious stuffing is ready. Then we start the 'stuffing'. First, cut the tofu into small pieces of similar size, then gently hold it in your hand, use chopsticks to cut a 'groove' in the middle of it, stuff the meat mixture into it, and a stuffed tofu is ready. Stuffed tofu should be evenly and properly pressed, otherwise it will break easily. Dad patiently explained to me, and as we talked, a plate of hot stuffed tofu was served. My cousin was the first to take a bite, and grabbed a piece with his chopsticks and popped it into his mouth. Wow! It's so hot! He screamed and blew out his breath, looking embarrassed and in pain. Everyone laughed and teased him, but my cousin nodded his head in sympathy. I also took a piece to taste. When I put it in my mouth, the aroma spread around. The tofu was tender and delicious. And the meat is loose, flavorful and thick. It's delicious! A plate of stuffed tofu was wiped out in no time at all, and we all said that we enjoyed it. This day I not only ate stuffed tofu, but also learned about Hakka stuffed tofu and its long history. I love eating stuffed tofu, but also love our Hakka culture, love my beautiful hometown.

5. 450-word elementary school essay: write an essay about your favorite food. Requirements: a. To write on the food color

Every time I see my mother put delicious meals on the dinner table, my mouth watered. I also want to experience the feeling of cooking. So I volunteered and said to my mom, "Mom, I'll do the cooking today!" Mom looked at me with doubtful eyes and said to me, "Can you do it?" "If I can't, can you teach me ." Mom finally promised me . Mom told me, "You do it by yourself first, and if you don't know how to do it, think about how mom usually cooks." Then mom went out. First, I thought about what I would like to eat today, and I decided to have scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I took a few tomatoes from the cabinet, washed them, and cut them up. I could cut them patiently at first, but then I saw that my tomatoes were both thick and thin, while my mom's tomatoes were all the same thickness when she cut them. So I started cutting again, and this time, my tomatoes were much better than the last time. Then I turned on the stove, built a fire, took a few eggs, poured some oil into the pan, I knocked the eggs to the edge of the bowl, the heart of the eggs flowed out of the shell, I hurriedly took a bowl, the yolks flowed into the bowl, I took a pair of chopsticks, and poured the tomatoes into the pan. I took a spoon and stirred it in the pot and put the lid on the pot. After a while, the heat came out from the pot, I hurriedly took the lid off the pot, and the tempting smell came out, I hurriedly took a spoon and stirred it. Turn off the heat. Pour the tomato scrambled eggs into the plate, I made a nice shape. I brought the plate to the table and I went to call my mom. As I ran, I thought, "This is my first time cooking, what if I don't do it right? I didn't want to think about it, but I thought my cooking was pretty good this time. When my mom came back, I asked her to check if it was good enough, but she tasted it and said it tasted fine, so I'll let you cook again next time. When I heard my mom praising me, my heart was as sweet as honey. I will try my best to cook better next time. Through this incident, I realized that I have to observe everything around me carefully. If I don't observe how my mom cooks, I won't be able to cook like this today. So don't underestimate every little thing in life, it may be an opportunity for you to exercise I have experienced many firsts, such as: the first time to learn how to make a bicycle, the first time to mop the floor ...... but they are not as interesting as my first cooking. I spent a lot of time at home alone during the summer vacation. I remember one time when my mom and dad didn't come home until late. I was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and my stomach was always growling in my ears. "Hey, I can't help it, my poor stomach!" I said to myself. Suddenly, an idea popped into my head: my mom came home after work every day, and have to do a lot of housework is really tired, I should help my mom to share some of the housework, why not take this opportunity to make a meal, show their real skills, but also let the hungry stomach a little bit of "strength", it is really the best of both worlds ah. I came to the kitchen and started to show my real skills, the first dish is tomato and egg soup. I first took out three eggs and two tomatoes from the refrigerator, and then put the tomatoes in the sink a clean, and then cut into a piece of a piece, into the pot, and then use the bowl to get two bowls of water into the pot; and then to crack the eggs, "Hey hey, kid you miserable!" I said triumphantly, the egg seems to understand my words, I even knocked five times are not broken, really tired, and finally I was angry with scissors to stab him. I happily poured the yolks of the eggs into a bowl and quickly stirred them with chopsticks, then added them to the pot. Finally, I put the lid on the pot, turned on the heat and started cooking. After five minutes, I turned off the heat, lifted the lid, and the aroma came into my nose and went straight to my stomach. "It smells so good!" I said. Just as I was about to make the second dish, "Ding Dong, Ding Dong" a crisp and pleasant doorbell came into my ears, I rushed to open the door. It was my mom and dad, they were out playing fast food back , fortunately no soup, otherwise my tomato and egg soup would have been eliminated. The first time I cooked was not bad, although, there was a little "accident" on the way, but my first dish is still quite successful! First Time Cooking There are many first times in life, both good and bad, and every first time is worth cherishing. I also have a lot of first time, take cooking for example, I make my family kitchen used to be a mess ah! "Oops! Who's going to cook today?" No one answered me. I searched the whole house and no one was there. What was it? A note with a casual note saying "We're buh home for lunch, you can cook for yourself". I was silent for a while. Then the words "I blah, blah, blah" appeared in my head! "Gulp, gulp." Gulp, gulp, gulp! My stomach started to growl, so I had no choice but to do it myself! I went into the kitchen, which made me uneasy. First, I opened the refrigerator, "What's there to eat?" Eggs, cabbage, potatoes. Let's make a fried rice with eggs and cabbage today! Yeah! Beat the eggs first. Whisk, whisk, whisk, whisk, whisk. Wash the cabbage first. Then I'll cut it slowly, one by one. "What's going on?" It's all different sizes, thicker and thicker, broken and broken, and the cabbage is falling all over the place, and the eggs are used everywhere. Boo, the most important thing is to fill your stomach. Put in the oil first, a little less. You can put the eggs in, scramble them, put the cabbage in, keep scrambling, put the rice in and scramble it again. Put in half a spoonful of salt! Turn it over, turn it over, it's ready! Applause! The color was okay; the smell was a bit strange; the taste - buh! I had the courage to taste it, it was a bit salty and tasted like undercooked lettuce, too oily! End of summary. I can only wait for my mom to come back to help me clean up the mess. And to help me make something edible to eat! This will be my first time and your first time will be what?

6. Write my favorite kind of food essay more than 500 words

As the saying goes, "When I was young, I did not know the moon, called it a white jade disk. The first time I saw this, I thought it would be a good idea for me to go back to my old neighborhood. That beautiful bright moon, I do not * Chang'e, more tantalizing moon cakes.

The moon cake fat guy: round body, from time to time with a big belly, belly on the hidden "moon cake" two words, which is also loaded with filling it!

I can imagine, a bite can people heart? "Wow" I bit a mouthful and a mouthful, moist and smooth mouth, delicious flavor, fluffy and soft, ate the body on top of the dragon, roaming the sky, the breeze, so that people feel extraordinary, a thousand words are not. Eat eat not * shed hot tears, surfaced Chang'e world people run to the moon scenario. Echoing in the ear one by one, that benevolent, affectionate call, emergence of the amiable face, this small moon cake contains the nation's remembrance of the loved ones who are different in other countries and return for a long time, it is valuable, is delicious.

Mooncakes in the eyes of people ordinary, but in my place it is supreme, Lun to, that also want to start a year of Mid-Autumn Festival, is the night of the moon in the sky, the moon illuminated the earth, I and my parents in the yard to enjoy the moon, the only missing, "Jingling" the phone, yes, I am ecstatic to pick up the phone and shouted: "You come back soon for the Mid-Autumn Festival!" "Children, up, this year is very busy, did not accompany you, later together, okay?" I nodded, "you, I ate the mooncake on, on you I'm not lonely, thought also try that delicious mooncake. "Really, I ate it happy, looking at the moon cake full of warmth, smiled.

"Sea deposits close friend, the sky is far away," far away, but the same under the blue sky, I will always be reunited with you. Ah! Mooncakes you entrusted the thoughts of people, you, I like mooncakes.

7. My favorite kind of food essay

When it comes to food, I think of my favorite hot and sour shredded potatoes, my favorite lamb kebabs, and my favorite ice cream, but what I like to eat more than anything else is still the deliciously flavored tofu.

Whenever I see tofu, it makes me drool, and whenever I eat it, it is indescribably delicious. The fresh and tender flavor is very memorable.

At home, when my mom was making braised tofu, I wanted to eat a lot, but also wanted to see how my mom burned it, so I ran to the kitchen to see how my mom did it: first boil the oil, use a knife to divide the tofu into three or four, and so on, and then put the tofu in the repeated frying, and then put the meat slices and green onions . Garlic put in fifteen minutes, and then put salt. Chicken essence, a plate of fragrant tofu came out, before dinner, I took a mouthful of bowls and a pair of chopsticks, secretly brought to eat. Mom saw, laughed at me and said: you this greedy pig, began to eat again, really take you no way! I see was found by mom, can only be embarrassed to laugh.