Composition on Cooking 1 Who brought you into this world? It's mom! Who raised you and shouldered the heavy responsibility of your family? It's the father! Have you ever thanked them? No, you don't! Therefore, to learn to be grateful, first help them do something that they can!
Washing dishes, cooking noodles, cooking, washing clothes, wiping tables, sweeping the floor ... these are all too simple and ordinary. I want to cook a big lunch for them.
It was prepared without their knowledge. Although it is not done well, I believe it will definitely touch them.
First, wash the vegetables. I felt almost clean, so I poured oil into the pot, heated it, and put vegetables in it. Oh, dear! I forgot to cut vegetables. It's very busy for me. After I cut it, I have to think about how to fry it. Alas ... what a nuisance! Because a meal can't be just one dish, I'm anxious to fry two dishes together, but I can't eat hot tofu. When you "snapped", you "gurgled". Ah! What is that smell? Ah, no! The food is burnt! It's all my fault for being distracted.
The food is ready, and the smell is filled with a strong burning smell. Alas … this cooking is not successful, but I know that everything is not that simple. My parents are skilled in operation, but I don't know how long it will take to hone our simplicity. So we should thank our parents for everything they have done for us.
Students, will you be grateful? I know, as long as gratitude starts with small things, such as doing housework, cooking, helping mom and dad beat their backs and washing their feet … these are all gratitude.
Composition 2 about cooking is on holiday, and my mother taught me to fry mushrooms.
Mother first breaks the mushrooms into small pieces and then washes them in the basin. After washing the mushrooms, she poured some oil into the pot, turned on the switch, then put the freshly washed mushrooms in the pot, added some salt, stirred them, waited for three to five minutes, and the fire arrived home. I put the freshly fried mushroom rice on the plate and took it out. I can't wait to try my mother's cooking. "Ah, it smells good." I think how happy my mother will be if I can cook such a dish for her! Every day when my mother comes back from work, she just cooks and washes clothes. It's too difficult. I will cook for my mother tomorrow, too.
The next night, when my mother was about to get off work, (. I soon learned to fry mushrooms like my mother, break them into small pieces and wash them in a basin. After washing the mushrooms, I poured some oil into the pot, turned on the switch, and then put the freshly washed mushrooms into the pot, adding some salt, but accidentally put half a spoon in it when putting salt. "Ah," my voice said.
"hey." Mom's back. My mother saw the food on the table and quickly asked me, "Who made this?" "me." "Impossible?" "It's really me. Why don't you believe it? Do not believe you try. " I picked up chopsticks and handed them to my mother. My mother picked up a piece of mushroom and sent it to her mouth. She put it in her mouth and chewed it. "Yes." "What's the matter?" I asked with a smile. Mother said, "It's too salty. How much salt did you put in? " "Half a spoonful, I accidentally put too much just now." I answered. Suddenly, I saw my mother's tears flow into the bowl.
I feel that it is not easy for me to cook a meal, not to mention that my mother has cooked countless times. I will appreciate my mother's hard work in the future.
Composition 3 About Cooking Today, my mother said, "Guan Dezheng, learn to cook!" How about frying some dishes for your father and me? Let me have a rest today, too. "
"all right." Without thinking, I replied, "Just look at my cooking." I thought to myself: What should I do? There are potatoes, tomatoes and beans. Eggs, cabbage ... ok, then make scrambled eggs with tomatoes and fried beans. As for the main course, steamed rice.
Ok, it's time to scramble eggs. Let's stir them in a bowl, add oil to the pot, wash rice, add some water and start steaming. Oil is also hot. Add the eggs, stir them vigorously, and you can spend it safely. Add a little oil, stir-fry tomatoes, and add eggs, and it will be successful.
"Let mom have a taste," I said proudly, and my work was a great success. Suddenly, my mother's face changed. "What's the matter?" I asked in a hurry. "No salt?" Think back to my cooking process! No salt, really. "Forget it," mom said. "It's delicious, too."
In contrast, fried beans are much better. Come on, add beans, stir-fry in the middle, add salt, and add chicken essence when you are out of the pot. Fried beans are good rice. "The official dinner is out."
"Mom and Dad, come and have a taste!"
Composition 4 about cooking is on holiday and there is not much homework, so you can relax. So I want to learn to cook. Mother said, "Shall I teach you?" "I said," all right.
I went to wash my hands and then went to the kitchen. My mother taught me to wash and cut vegetables first. Washing vegetables is easy to say, but cutting vegetables is not that easy. After I clumsily cut the yam and cabbage, my mother taught me to light the fire first and then pour some oil into the pot. I can't wait to see the blue flame burning.
Mother told me at this moment that the oil had to be burned until it smoked before putting the vegetables. Just say oil. I poured the cabbage in. At this moment, I only heard a loud explosion. I quickly turned it over with a spatula. When it was almost ripe, my mother told me that it was time to put salt. I don't know how much to put. My mother said a spoonful is enough. Turn it over a few times after adding salt, and turn it over a few times after adding some cooked meat. At this time, turn down the fire and put the dishes on a plate and serve them. You're finished. The first course is fried.
It's time to fry the second course. I asked my mother, "Why not fry yam first?" "Mom said," Because the yam needs vinegar, you fry it first, and then the next dish will be sour. The sour dish is not delicious, and then fry it. "At this time, the oil is already hot. I quickly poured the yam in. Because yam is sticky, I need to turn it quickly to avoid sticking to the pot. Stir-fry for about two minutes, pour some vinegar in and turn it over a few times. To look good, add a little soy sauce to color, and finally add salt. When it's cooked, you can put it on the plate. The second course is ready!
Eating my own cooking, I feel more delicious than usual.
Composition about Cooking During the summer vacation, the teacher gave us an assignment: learn to cook a dish. I think this homework is too simple. It's as simple as watching my mother cook every day. I'm sure I can do it.
So I began to learn how to make the simplest scrambled eggs with tomatoes with my mother. My mother taught me step by step, and I learned step by step. First of all, I cut the tomatoes into crosses, blanch them with boiling water, chop them up with the smallest kitchen knife at home and put them on a plate for later use. Before that, it was simple, but it was too difficult for me to break eggs. I finally beat the eggs out with all my strength, but they were beaten.
My mother looked at me, but kept silent, meaning that there was nothing wrong with my method, so I continued to play. My mother said to me, "All right," and I stopped. Start the most critical step, cooking!
After the pan is hot, add an appropriate amount of cooking oil to the wok. When the oil is hot, pour the eggs into the wok and keep stirring. When the eggs are cooked, turn off the fire, take out the eggs, then boil the oil and add the tomatoes. But at this moment, the tomato suddenly spilled oil, which made me very helpless. My mother told me that spilling oil is something I can't do. Sometimes to learn patience, just endure the pain and continue to stir fry, and then add the eggs.
I picked up chopsticks and tasted them. My mother told me: "scrambled eggs and tomatoes are the most basic dishes." Although simple, there are some skills. If you learn to do it well, it will become more and more delicious.
From the process of cooking fried rice this time, I suddenly understood that everything should be done step by step, don't be afraid!
Composition about Cooking 6 At noon today, my mother taught me to cook. This dish is my favorite fried rice-Yangzhou fried rice. We washed our hands and got to work.
First, I want to steam rice. Mother took the rice out of the cupboard and I washed the container. I took a big spoon and dug rice from the rice bag into the container. The first two spoonfuls went well, but when I dug the third spoon, I dug too much, and the rice on it fell to the ground for more than a dozen grains, which made me pick it up for a long time. This is really a bad start. Then I washed the rice, poured water into it and put the container in the microwave oven. During the 25 minutes of steaming in the microwave oven, I was peeling shrimp, and my mother was washing vegetables and cooking other dishes. Shrimp looks easy to peel, but it's not at all. I carefully picked my back with a needle, grabbed my intestines and pulled them out slowly. At first, I always take them off Later, I gradually mastered the strength and peeled it much better. Then I cut the ham sausage, beat the eggs, take out the corn and green beans in the refrigerator, and finally take out the steamed rice. All the materials are ready.
I poured oil into the pot and scrambled the eggs first. I am particularly afraid of oil leakage, so I am very careful. I jumped back before I finished eating the eggs. Three drops of egg liquid fell to the ground, and my mother quickly wiped it with paper. I'm at a loss. Mother shouted, "Turn the egg over quickly, it will be burnt!" " "She didn't say that finish, just grabbed a shovel to turn eggs. I came to my senses and picked up a shovel to smash eggs. At the same time, I also poured shrimp. After the shrimp was cooked, I added corn, green beans and rice. I chopped up the rice and turned it over, and sprinkled it with spiced powder and salt. When I finally tasted it, I sprinkled some monosodium glutamate to turn off the heat. After the residual fire is over, Yangzhou fried rice made by myself is out of the pot.
Cooking is easier said than done! I'm tasting my own cooking. Well, it's delicious and very fulfilling.
Composition 7 About Cooking Today, my mother and I make eggs and noodles together.
My mother taught me to beat eggs. I took five eggs first, and then my mother showed them to me again. I picked up an egg and knocked it on the edge of the bowl like my mother did. Then I broke the eggshell, and the egg white and yolk flowed into the bowl and scattered. I was very careful when I beat eggs for the second time. Round egg yolk and egg white flow into the bowl together, like a swimming doll, which looks particularly beautiful! After a while, the eggs were ready, and my mother asked me to add a spoonful of salt to them. I began to stir, and the egg white and yolk fused together, golden yellow. Mother cut the red tomatoes with a sharp knife, and the tomatoes were cut into pieces like a crescent moon. I started cooking. My mother poured some oil into the pot. When the oil is hot, my mother pours the eggs into the pot. The eggs in the pot are bulging like bubbles, and my mother pours tomatoes into the pot. Soon the eggs and tomatoes will be cooked.
Mother put the water in a clean pot on the induction cooker. After a while, the water boiled. Mother put the noodles in the pot, stirred them with chopsticks and covered the pot. Noodles roll quickly, and there are many small bubbles. My mother poured some cold water, and the bubbles slowly disappeared. After a few minutes, the noodles are cooked, and delicious eggs and noodles are ready. My appetite has greatly increased.
Eating eggs and noodles made by my mother and me, don't mention how happy I am!
Composition about Cooking 8 In the morning, my mother was washing clothes, while I was writing and playing while writing. When mom came to see how I finished washing and writing, wow! Eyes are bigger than bells, so I wrote a little in anger. Mother said angrily, "since you don't want to write, I'll write and you cook." I think cooking is easier than writing, so I nodded happily and ran into the kitchen at once. I thought, as long as you don't do your homework, you can do anything.
First of all, I took out a basin that my mother usually used to make dough and took rice out of the rice bag. I think, the three of us, my father and I are two bowls, and my mother is one bowl, so I scooped five bowls. But I was afraid that I didn't cook enough, so I took more. Just after receiving water in front of the faucet to wash, my mother came again. At first glance, I was so scared that my mouth opened and I couldn't close it for a long time. After a long time, he said, "This meter is enough for us to eat eight meals, which is wasted. Hurry up and put the extra rice on the balcony. " I was just about to show off my head. So, my mother took out enough rice for us to eat today. I put the extra rice on the balcony and turned into the kitchen without saying anything. I am ashamed to write more seriously than ever.
This is my first time cooking, not cooking. Now the extra rice is still drying on the balcony. It seems that cooking is not easy! Much more difficult than writing!
Composition about Cooking 9 I didn't cook tonight. My mother didn't know what to do, so she asked me and my brother and said, "What do you eat?" "My brother and I said in unison," Eat shabu shabu! "。 Then, my mother went out to buy some fish tofu, mutton, vermicelli, sesame sauce and vermicelli. ...
First, mother began to put the materials, and the materials were scattered around until they were even. Mother put the mutton first, and then put our favorite fish tofu.
I began to eat when I was ripe. I am hungry now, like a wolf who has been hungry for days and nights. So I ate so fast that I didn't notice that the food just out of the pot was hot, so I burned my mouth. Brother eats slowly. He seems to eat well. I was scalded, so I had to eat slowly like my brother. I am so angry. My hot mouth hurts. We two brothers eat in a big bowl. At this time, I don't gobble like before, but chew slowly. Because some people say, "chew slowly and digest well!" "We finally started to eat noodles. I like round noodles, and my brother likes flat noodles. Mom cooks these two kinds of noodles together. I ate a big bowl and wanted to eat more, but I didn't eat another bowl because I knew that eating too much at night would hurt my stomach.
Hey! It's really not worth scalding your mouth, but it's good to chew slowly in the future.
Composition on Cooking 10 On Thursday evening, my father and I were at home, and our homework had been finished. We're all fine. It's already five or six, and my mother hasn't come back yet. She is always so busy, which may save the patient again. Dad asked me what I wanted to eat first. I said: whatever, dad didn't have an idea, so he discussed it for a while, thinking that mom always likes to eat corn porridge at night, so he got busy.
Dad, first add some water to the pot and bring it to a boil. At the same time, I found corn flour and poured it into a bowl, adding water and stirring until there was no pimple. At this time, the water in the pot also boiled. I quickly poured the prepared corn paste into the pot and kept stirring with my father, because my father said that if I didn't do this, I would stick to the pot and cook it until there was no water in the pot. Let's have a look, then turn off the stove and cover it.
Mom finally came back, muttering "I'm exhausted, I'm exhausted ..." She was busy asking questions. She was surprised to find hot smoke in the pot, and then happily asked who made it. Dad answered truthfully. While cooking, she praised me, "I didn't expect my son to care so much about his mother and cook."
We drink my corn porridge together, talk and laugh together, and wash dishes together. I think this meal is particularly delicious. I didn't expect my mother to be so happy because I cooked very simple porridge. I didn't expect it to be so simple to share family responsibilities, so I thought: Mom and Dad work so hard every day for the happiness of our family and for my healthy growth. I figured out what I should do in the future. ...
Be a good boy at home, be a good student at school, do what you want me to do, do what I should do …
Composition about cooking 1 1 This morning, my father taught me to cook.
Dad taught me to choose dishes first. Every time my father teaches me a step, he has to show me first. I think it's interesting. I just stand by and wait anxiously. Every time my father 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 is there to panic about? " My mother, who has been watching, spoke. She said, "Look, my bean treasure regards cooking as a kind of enjoyment. If it is my bean dad, it is difficult to cook a meal! "
In the evening, my father asked me to help him cook, so I opened my mouth and agreed. I help my father cook first, and then I help my mother wash the vegetables. My father asked me to help him cut vegetables. My mother taught me how to peel loofah, and then asked me to help her cut vegetables, which made me sweat. When I was chopping vegetables, I said, "It's too much trouble to use a broadsword. It is better to cut the fruit with a knife! " Mother changed a knife for me. I cut it a few times and said, "The knife is not good either." Mom looked at it. 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 smiled when I saw my mother smile.
Learning to cook is really interesting!
Memories of cooking 12 are like colorful flowers printed in my mind, some of which have withered long ago, while others still exude refreshing fragrance, which can't be forgotten for a long time.
Remember the last time my mother taught me to fry tomatoes and eggs? I'll help my mother prepare the materials first, and then my mother will teach me how to do it seriously. I began to cook with dignity like my mother. I held the knife carefully and tried to cut the tomatoes. I cut the tomatoes into pieces first, and then put them in the bowl. Then I started beating eggs again, ouch! I accidentally hit the egg on the ground and my clothes got dirty. But I didn't give up. I tried again and finally succeeded. I use chopsticks to stir the eggs evenly and put them aside. I started cutting mushrooms. I cut the mushrooms into small pieces and put them in a bowl. At this moment, I remembered that there was another material missing, "Oh, it was meatballs", so I quickly opened the refrigerator, took out meatballs with ice cubes, poured them out one by one and cut them into small pieces.
I started cooking, and my mother helped me burn the oil. When the oil was hot, I poured the eggs into the pot and slowly fried them with a shovel, and they were all burnt. I quickly fished out the eggs and made another one. This time, I'm not as careless as I was just now. I concentrate on frying eggs and then pour tomatoes in. Three minutes later, I put mushrooms and meatballs in and fry them together. When they were almost ripe, I put them in. A few minutes later, a fragrant smell came to my nose. As soon as I opened the pot, a plate of delicious scrambled eggs with tomatoes came out. My mother and I finally tasted my scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Composition on Cooking 13 Every time I watch my mother busy cooking, I feel very funny, so one day I suddenly have the idea of cooking by myself.
That day, my mother and I discussed at the dinner table, and today I will cook dinner. My mother suddenly raised her low head, looked at me with puzzled eyes and said to me, "Are you okay?" ? This is your first time cooking. "I smiled and confidently said to my mother," It doesn't matter. After all these years, I still can't tell when I watch you cook. "I dare not say anything else. I will still cook such a simple dish as scrambled eggs with tomatoes." Mother nodded her consent.
In the blink of an eye, it will be night, and I will show my skill!
I'll wash the rice first and steam it in the rice cooker. Next, I take the tomatoes out of the refrigerator. After washing with clear water, slowly cut it piece by piece, and then put it on a plate for later use.
Ok, everything is ready, let's start cooking!
First pour the oil into the pot, then add the onion, ginger and garlic. Stir-fried tomatoes, only to hear a loud noise, oil began to splash out. This scared my confidence by half and took a big step back. At this time, my mother encouraged me to say, "Don't be afraid. Pick up the shovel and turn it, just like when I cook. Don't be afraid. " My mother's words restored my confidence, picked up a shovel and slowly approached the oil pan, turning over the tomatoes. At this time, put the fried eggs in, stir fry for a while, add some salt when you leave the pot, and you're done! Finally, put it into a plate, and then put the steamed rice into a bowl. We have finished this delicious meal. Although not too rich, my heart is still full of joy.
Try to do better next time! This cooking is a good start!
Composition on Cooking 14 My mother is very busy every day, and it is very hard to take care of my life. I always want to give my mother something! Looking at the kitchen, I can't help but have an idea to cook for my mother.
Just do as you say, make fried rice with eggs! First, I poured some oil into the pot and heated it. Then I open the eggs and put them in the pot. I saw a blue flame licking the bottom of the pot. The eggs in the pot crackled and some cucumbers and sausages were cut. I picked up a kitchen knife and thought of the chef on TV throwing food into the air. Then I picked up the kitchen knife and scratched it a few times, and soon the food fell on the plate. Very agile, if only I could do it!
I cut it and put it in the pot together, and then turn up the heat. Then, I put some rice in the rice cooker, steamed it, and poured it into the pot to fry with eggs, cucumbers and ham, but the shovel didn't seem to listen to my orders and opposed me. I was anxious like an ant on hot bricks, so I calmed down and fried slowly. After a while, I brought the rice to my mother. My mother was surprised and happy. My mother picked up chopsticks, tasted them and said to me, "It's a little salty, but it's already good!" "
I just remembered that there are too many salt prescriptions. I was so careless. I must get rid of this problem in the future. Cook more for my mother.
Cooking brings me a lot of fun. Cooking is really interesting.
Cooking composition 15 I like curry rice cooked by my mother best. Super delicious! Today, I want my mother to teach me how to cook, because my mother is busy at work and sometimes she is not at home. I want to eat but I can't, so I will learn to cook curry rice myself. If I want to eat, I will cook it myself!
The first step of curry rice: prepare the ingredients. I prepared chicken leg meat, onions, potatoes and carrots, and my mother asked me to cut them into small pieces for later use. Then prepare oil, curry sauce and hot water. All right, the ingredients are ready.
The second step of curry rice: start cooking. Put the wok on the gas stove, smoke the machine, and then pour the oil, not too much. When the oil is hot, add the prepared chicken leg meat, stir-fry a few times, then add the carrot pieces, stir-fry a few times, and then add the potato pieces. After finishing, continue to stir fry for about three minutes, heat the water until there is no food, cover the pot and cook for another ten minutes. I waited in front of the pot while my mother watched. I am so excited! Ten minutes. Add four slices of curry sauce and onion. Stir it with a shovel at this time, or it will burn! All right! Time is up! It's done!
Curry rice Step 3: Serve. Put the rice on the plate first, then put the curry sauce on the rice, and you're done! It smells good!
Today, I ate a lot, and I thought it was delicious. My mother said, "Because you made it yourself, you paid your own labor, and the result was particularly fragrant!" " "yes! I'm really happy! In the future, I will also cook curry rice!