In the past, every time I ate, because I couldn't cook, I had to sit at the table and wait for my parents to finish the dishes, and then help me to serve them. Since I began to learn the idea of cooking, every time my parents cook, I stand by and watch and learn the steps and methods of cooking different dishes. However, after studying for half a year, I can't learn anything without learning. However, I didn't lose heart and continued to study. Sure enough, "hard work pays off." Last National Day, I finally learned a dish and cooked it successfully.
On the night of National Day, my parents and I said, "Today, I'm going to cook a dish-scrambled eggs with shallots. Please have a taste and see if I am good at it. " So, just do it. I'll start at once. The following materials are needed to make this dish: leeks, eggs, salt, chicken essence and so on. First of all, we should make proper preparations. First, chop the shallots and mix the eggs well. Then, put the leek powder into the egg, stir it evenly, and add ingredients such as salt and chicken essence. Step 3, put the oil in the pot, heat it to 70~80℃, pour the leek egg paste into the pot and fry it for 3-5 minutes. Finally, put the scrambled eggs in a bowl, and a scrambled egg with chives will be ready. I watched the time while cooking, for fear of keeping them waiting. I was busy for about a quarter of an hour, and finally finished writing, thinking: haha! I finally cooked a good dish, and my parents will praise me for it after eating it.
After cleaning the stove, I put the plate on the table. My parents smelled the charming fragrance and couldn't wait to take a bite. After careful tasting, they praised me again and again, saying that I had grown up and learned to cook. I listened, and my heart was filled with joy. This time, I understand that many things are troubled.
Cook for the first time
One afternoon, after school, I finished my homework at home The clock has pointed to 5 o'clock. Seeing that my parents hadn't come back, I plunged into the kitchen to cook.
The joy of cooking for the first time, not to mention the hectic appearance. May be too excited, Taomi forgot to pour water and sit in the pot and forget to light the fire. I quickly stabilized myself, at least I cooked.
Start cooking. Just after washing the vegetables, I saw the fire coming up. I quickly sat on the big spoon, poured oil, and turned to cut vegetables. When the oil boils, I find that the onion has not been peeled yet, so cut the chopped green onion quickly. Suddenly, there was a bang, which startled me. When I look back, this is not a good thing. The oil in the big spoon is burnt, and the unpleasant smell of oil makes me cough. I panicked and scared me into a cold sweat. I don't know what to do! Just then, the door creaked open. When I saw my father coming back, I shouted, "Come on! Come on! Come on! Go and get the water, or it will catch fire! " Who knows that dad saw the big spoon burning, instead of getting water, he rushed forward and picked up the lid to cover the big spoon. I looked anxious and shouted, "Don't cover it, it will burn!" " "Reached out and lifted the lid. When I opened the lid, I was surprised to see the miracle in front of me: the fire went out, the oil in the big spoon disappeared, and a layer of black soap clung to the bottom of the pot.
Finally, nothing happened. I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at my father with grateful eyes. Dad pointed to the spoon and asked me, "Do you know why the lid went out as soon as it was covered with fire?" I shook my head and didn't answer. Dad said, "if there is a problem, you can't let it slip away." Use your head. Combustion depends on oxygen in the air. Put the lid on, and the spoon will be isolated from the air. Without oxygen, the fire will go out. Do you understand? " I nodded and said happily, "I didn't expect there was so much learning in cooking!" " "
Cook for the first time
I have some experience when it comes to cooking. From the age of 10, I had an idea to learn cooking from my parents, hoping to be a good cook like them in the future.
In the past, every time I ate, because I couldn't cook, I had to sit at the table and wait for my parents to finish the dishes, and then help me to serve them. Since I began to learn the idea of cooking, every time my parents cook, I stand by and watch and learn the steps and methods of cooking different dishes. However, after studying for half a year, I can't learn anything without learning. However, I didn't lose heart and continued to study. Sure enough, "hard work pays off." Last National Day, I finally learned a dish and cooked it successfully.
On the night of National Day, my parents and I said, "Today, I'm going to cook a dish-scrambled eggs with shallots. Please have a taste and see if I am good at it. " So, just do it. I'll start at once. The following materials are needed to make this dish: leeks, eggs, salt, chicken essence and so on. First of all, we should make proper preparations. First, chop the shallots and mix the eggs well. Then, put the leek powder into the egg, stir it evenly, and add ingredients such as salt and chicken essence. Step 3, put the oil in the pot, heat it to 70~80℃, pour the leek egg paste into the pot and fry it for 3-5 minutes. Finally, put the scrambled eggs in a bowl, and a scrambled egg with chives will be ready. I watched the time while cooking, for fear of keeping them waiting. I was busy for about a quarter of an hour, and finally finished writing, thinking: haha! I finally cooked a good dish, and my parents will praise me for it after eating it.
After cleaning the stove, I put the plate on the table. My parents smelled the charming fragrance and couldn't wait to take a bite. After careful tasting, they praised me again and again, saying that I had grown up and learned to cook. I listened, and my heart was filled with joy.
2. Learn to write a composition for a dish. My favorite dish is fried chicken wings, especially fried by my mother.
Fried chicken wings are delicious, crisp and delicious, and they taste "crisp"-delicious! Makes people want to eat again.
Mom's fried chicken wings are the best, more crispy and delicious than ordinary chicken wings, and the "shape" is also first-class-big, fat and golden, which makes people "drool three thousands of feet" at a glance. At this time, there are only two words-I want to eat!
Smell it with your nose. It smells good! My nose is full of fragrance, and I haven't "returned to my mind" for a long time, so the saliva that I finally wiped off can't help but flow down. Want to eat, want to eat, really want to eat! At this time, I am not afraid of chicken wings, even if I go up and down in flames!
I can't wait to grab one and put it directly in my mouth. When I took a bite, the fragrance was overflowing and I couldn't resist the temptation. I took the second, third and fourth bites ... after a while, there was not even a shadow of a big chicken wing. By the way, by the way, the bones are almost gone
I didn't even have time to wipe my hands and mouth, so I quickly grabbed the other one with my greasy hand and stuffed it into my mouth ... After a while, the plate was empty, and my father was dumbfounded, but my mother got used to it. But speaking of which, the only food that can make me eat so much regardless of my image is fried chicken wings.
There are fried chicken wings occasionally at school lunch. Although the taste is not as good as my mother's, it is fried chicken wings after all! Every time it's my turn to eat fried chicken wings, I am eager to eat them, and I have been waiting for them for a long time.
After the fried chicken wings are served, I will go back to my seat and start eating like crazy, forgetting where I am, at home or at school.
It can be said that I have a great love for fried chicken wings. "If I were a chicken, I would also fry my wings to make fried chicken wings."
Learn to cook a dish and write a composition with your parents. The topic is self-made (fifth grade). I feel grown up and want to learn some housework.
After careful consideration, I decided to boil eggs and stir-fry persimmons. I told my mother the idea, but she readily agreed. I am very lucky!
I finally hope it's time to cook. I went to the kitchen and took two tomatoes and three eggs from the refrigerator to prepare for cooking. I washed the persimmon first, then cut it into small pieces, put it aside, and then began to beat eggs. I picked up the first egg and tapped it gently, but it didn't break. I knocked again with a little strength, but it still didn't open. I hit it hard and the egg finally broke a hole. I broke my hand along my mouth and got the egg white.
My mother told me, "If you open your mouth down, you can't get it." I listened to my mother's words, picked up the second egg and did as her mother said. Sure enough, I cracked it. In this way, I continued to crack the third egg and mixed the three eggs evenly with chopsticks.
Mother put the pot on the stove and poured some oil into it. After a while, the oil smoked. I poured the eggs into the pot, fried them into pieces and put them on the plate. Then I poured the persimmon into the pan and fried it, adding some salt. When the persimmon was ripe, I poured the eggs into the pot and fried them a few times. After the eggs and seeds are evenly fried, I put them on a plate and serve them.
My mother tasted my fried eggs and tomatoes and praised my cooking. I quickly picked up chopsticks and put an egg in it, blew it and put it in my mouth. Mmm, it's delicious!
After all, this is my first time cooking, so I think this meal is particularly delicious!
It is urgent to learn to cook a dish. Today, mom and dad both worked the night shift and came back very late. After finishing my homework and playing computer games, my stomach began to "purr, purr" and sing "Empty City Plan". I have looked everywhere, but I still can't find anything to eat. I have no choice but to cook by myself. But when I got to the kitchen, I was dumbfounded. I am an only child at school-a little princess at home. Mother wouldn't let me cook, so I had to watch. But this time let me cook by myself and didn't cook a dish! This really embarrassed me, but my stomach was still growling "Gollum, Gollum", so I had to bite the bullet and cook for myself.
From the beginning, I started to cut pork. Gee, it's strange that this knife is so easy to use in my mother's hand, but it's very obvious in mine! I desperately controlled the broadsword and cut it carefully. One accidentally passed through my hand because the knife was too heavy. Fortunately, my feet are far from the broadsword, and I only scratched a little. Finally, it took a lot of effort. Finally cut the meat. What I can see is not some pork slices as thin as paper, but some pork slices with a thickness of 0. 5 cm of pork, different sizes.
When I started frying, I turned on the gas stove and fired, and I put oil in a panic. After a while, I only heard the sound of "cheep, cheep". I knew the oil was hot, so I threw the pork in from half a meter away. I didn't expect the oil to jump out when I threw it in. At that time, I only heard a creak, which drove me crazy. Quiet, I picked up the shovel, turned the pork over and over, and then covered it. When the pork is almost cooked, I open the lid, put some salt in it, and then cover it and heat it. You can clip it out and eat it
After I heated the meal, I began to eat. I picked up a piece of pork and took a bite. Oh, it smells good! Delicious.
Today, I am very happy, because I learned to cook!
It's too hot to learn to cook. I, hiding at home all day, eating cold drinks and enjoying air conditioning, feel bored. It was hard to watch my mother cook, so I said to my mother, "Mom, I also want to learn to cook!" " Mom agreed.
Ingredients: shrimp, ginger and onion.
Tools: pot, knife, plate, colander, bowl.
Seasoning: water, salt, yellow wine, soy sauce and vinegar.
Name of the dish: thriving.
We went to the market and bought a catty of shrimp. Because I haven't cooked the shrimp yet, I'll do it, and my mother is in charge. Mom asked me to wash the shrimp first and put it in the pot, so I did. First put the shrimps in the sink, let them move freely, and then give them a bath one by one. Unexpectedly, the shrimps were so disobedient that some even jumped out. It's like a game, I have to pick them up one by one … then, I put some water in the pot and put the washed shrimps in it. Mom now tells me to take out the ginger, cut it into pieces and put it in the pot, then wash and tie the onion and put it in the pot, then turn on the main gas valve and screw on the switch on the gas stove. I did everything. Now I'm cooking shrimp, and a shrimp is jumping up and down, as if to say, it's too hot, I'm going to die! The shrimp's body slowly changed from gray to red, as if it had changed a dress. Now I ask my mother, "Are you ready?" Mother said, "Not yet. We need to put some yellow wine and a little salt. " Say, just help me put the yellow wine and salt away. I wish I were a little more boring. The air smells of shrimp. Then I picked up the shrimp with a colander and put it on the plate. Take a small bowl and season it with some soy sauce. Mother likes to soak it in vinegar, so she pours some vinegar into another small bowl. You can finally eat it.
When eating shrimp, my mother praised the delicious food I cooked, and my heart was sweet.
6.400-500 words composition Learn to cook a dish and write your feelings and process. Today, my mother said to me, "Are you interested in learning to cook a dish?" I readily promised and decided to show my little hand.
I chose two eggs and a tomato as raw materials. First, I brought a red tomato and let it take a bath under the tap. Then, I cut it into small pieces like my mother, but I'm not good at it. Tomato pieces are large and small.
Next, I picked up an egg and slammed it on the corner of the table. As a result, all the eggs were broken, and the yolk and protein spilled all over the floor. What a mess! I had to clean up first, when my mother said, "You have to tap a crack first and pull it to both sides with your thumb." I'll try, hey! How clever! In order to prevent mistakes, I mixed the tomato pieces with the egg liquid and prepared to cook.
The fire lit and the oil temperature rose slowly. At this time, I was afraid. My mother comforted me and said, "Don't be afraid, just pour the egg liquid gently and the oil won't spill." I poured the egg liquid, but I didn't expect a few interesting little bubbles to pop up.
I shoveled a few times with a shovel and was about to cook. My mother suddenly asked me, "Did you put salt in it?" It suddenly occurred to me that I forgot to put salt in it. What should I do? This worries me. You know, if this step goes wrong, all the previous efforts will be in vain. I quickly asked my mother for help. My mother told me a way to save it: melt the salt with water, then pour it on scrambled eggs with tomatoes and cook it with fire.
Scrambled eggs with tomatoes seems simple, but it's not easy! It seems that we need to practice more in the future.
Learn to cook a dish in 7.500 words. Tonight, I learned to cook a dish with my mother-egg noodles.
I took out two eggs from the refrigerator first, and then beat them into the bowl. Mom said, "Put it in the microwave for 20 seconds." I finished it soon. "First, turn on the gas stove and light it." "Put the pot on the fire. The pot is hot, pour a spoonful of oil in. " Mother said
After a while, white smoke came out of the pot. I quickly poured the eggs in the bowl into the pot, then slowly fried them with low fire, and then tilted the pot slightly. I turned the egg over, but it didn't turn over completely. As soon as my mother saw it, she grabbed my hands and turned them over. Wow! It's beautiful. Quite the opposite. My mother said while holding the plate, "turn slowly, because the eggs are not completely fried, turn little by little." I firmly remember my mother's words.
"The next step is to cook noodles." I asked my mother, and her mother said, "Yes …" I followed my mother's method, poured three bowls of water into the pot, then opened the fire, put the noodles in the pot and covered the lid. After a while, when I opened it, white bubbles appeared, and then I put the seasoning in and stirred it for a while.
A bowl of hot egg noodles succeeded!
8. Have you learned how to compose music for a dish? Cooking fish for the first time.
Dad bought a big fish this morning. As soon as I saw the fish, I said loudly, "The teacher asked us to learn to cook a dish this week, and I decided to learn to cook braised fish!" " "He said, and regardless of mom and dad surprised eyes, grabbed a cookbook from his mother's hand, sat down at his desk and began to learn and do now.
At noon, I followed my mother's example, put on a flowered apron and sleeves, stood in front of the stage with great ambition, and started my first complicated job-washing fish. I used the "trick" my mother taught me: scraping hard at the fish scales, and the fish scales fell off one by one. Gradually, the white-bearded fish came out. After scraping the scales, I turned on the tap and washed the fish. I took a deep breath. The second job is to cook fish. I turned on the power, sat the pot on the induction cooker and poured oil into the pot. After a while, the oil became hot. According to the book, I put ginger slices first. The Chili section waited for a while, then poured the fish pieces into the pot. 1 of "zi", clouds of white fog covered my sight. I added some water to the pot along the edge, and then covered it. "Glug", the pot is boiling. "Turn down the fire!" "Turn the fish pieces gently!" Mother, like a fearless commander, issued a series of instructions. I am like a soldier who obeys orders and does everything.
After about ten minutes, I put chopped garlic, onion, coriander and other spices into the pot. A plate of delicious fish was born in my hand.
Watching my parents eat my braised fish with great interest, my fatigue in cooking fish was suddenly forgotten.
9. To learn to write a composition, you must learn how to cook in 300 words.
I live in a family that I can rely on; I live a happy life with clothes to reach out and mouth to mouth; But I think about it. If one day I leave my parents' life, I will have insufficient food and clothing. So, I'm going to let my mother teach me to cook!
Today, my mother asked me to cook a roast chicken, and I thought to myself: Ah, roast chicken! Great, I like it best! I learned it today, and I just need to master all the materials in the future! After thinking about it, I started doing it. Mother asked me to cut the chicken in half first, and then cut it into small pieces. I thought, isn't it easy to cut chicken? Is it difficult to beat me? Nothing! I picked up a kitchen knife and began to cut. But I haven't cut it for a long time. I tried my best and finally cut it! Then, my mother asked me to heat the oil in the pot, and then put the chicken in when the oil is hot! After a while, the oil was hot, so I put the chicken in. However, when I let the chicken go, it seems to be under control and the chicken can't let go. Finally, I think it will be released sooner or later anyway. Now, it will only be a waste of time. I dare to put the chicken in the pot whether I like it or not. Suddenly, the oil in the pot jumped up and splashed on me. Ouch, it really hurts!
Now, I started to fry chicken for five minutes, and my mother asked me to put bean paste and old wine in it. Then cover the pot and stew. As time went by, I suddenly felt a fragrance coming on my face! Ah! It smells good! I smell it, and my mouth is watering! After a while, this bowl of chicken can finally be cooked! I smell it. It smells good! I can't wait to taste it. Wow, it's better than a five-star chef! When my mother saw the taste of my cooking, she couldn't help taking a bite and said, "Well, it's delicious! It seems that my daughter has really grown up! Know how to cook for my mother! " Mom smiled with relief!
Yes, the fruit you grow is delicious! I saw my mother's happy smile and thought: I must help my mother do housework and cook for her in the future!