The hamburger is missing. This composition has 300 words.

Today is my first time to cook breakfast. Perhaps this is not strange or trivial for adults, but it is definitely a challenge for me in grade three, and I am full of expectations.

I got up early in the morning and took an apron and sleeves. I armed myself first. What to eat? Let me see-yes, making hamburgers. I saw what my mother did. It looks simple, so it shouldn't be difficult for me.

Cooking hamburgers requires fried eggs, fried pork belly, lettuce, tomato sauce and, of course, bread. I will find and prepare all the ingredients I need first!

Fry the eggs first. Ah! The attack was too fierce, and the oil in the oil pan was "scratching", which was a bit scary. I was watching when a drop of oil splashed on my face. It hurts! I didn't care, and continued to fry eggs carefully.

Ah! I forgot to thaw the pork belly. I quickly put the pork belly into the clear water. After the eggs are fried, I will continue to fry the pork belly.

The lettuce has been washed. I cut the bread, then put the fried eggs, pork belly and fresh lettuce between two pieces of bread, and the hamburger is ready.

This is my first time cooking hamburgers. Eating my own hamburger, my heart is full of joy. In the past, my mother always cooked hamburgers for me. Mom has to go to work, cook, wash clothes and sweep the floor. It is very hard. I must always help my mother in the future, so that my mother can enjoy her old age!

The first time I ate a hamburger was 1 100.

On my way home tonight, I passed a Dicos store and couldn't help thinking of the first time I went to Dicos store to eat hamburgers.

At that time, I was very young, probably only in grade one or grade two. Every time I passed the Dicos store before, I couldn't help looking at the windows covered with beautiful decals. Whenever I see people eating hamburgers and drinking drinks, I envy them. Everyone will drool over the golden burger. I can't help but feel itchy when I see people eating so well. I begged my mother more than once: "Mom, when will you take me to eat Dicos?" I have never eaten it. " My mother couldn't help pestering me, and finally casually replied, "Wait until you get the top five in the midterm exam!"

From then on, I held a banner high in my young mind. In order to eat hamburgers, I advanced to the top five in the mid-term exam. Since then, I always use "Dicos" to motivate myself. Finally, it was worth the money. I finally got into the top five in the mid-term exam. My mother didn't break her word and rewarded me with fifty dollars to let my father accompany me to dinner.

With 50 yuan in my pocket, I "led" my father and happily came to a Dicos shop in a busy downtown area. Through the big glass, you can see there are many people inside. Some of them are sitting at the table eating and chatting, while others are waiting in line at the counter. Before, I always watched others eat through the glass, but today, I want to eat by myself. Thinking of this, I can't wait to pull my father to open the door and go in. Two ladies in orange overalls next to me bowed to us and said, "Welcome." So, my father and I chose a table next to us and sat down. Clean and tidy environment, melodious and soft light music, make people relaxed and happy. I patted the money in my pocket, pretended to be rich, and said to my father, "Dad, don't mention it. Pick whatever you want. It's my treat today! " Dad smiled and asked me, "What do you eat? I bought it. " "Hamburg", when I see others eating hamburgers, I don't hesitate to say hamburger. Dad went to the queue and I was so excited that I didn't know what to say. My long-cherished wish has finally come true today. I'm going to have a good meal. I don't want to think too much. Dad brought two steaming hamburgers. Ah! Golden skin, Jiao Hong croquette, snow-white salad dressing and green lettuce are sandwiched between them, and my mouth is watering. I want to swallow it in one gulp. I was about to take a bite when I suddenly felt that eating like this was not elegant and would make people laugh.

So I put the hamburger to my mouth and thought about how to eat it. You can't wolf it down. It's embarrassing. In the face of a hamburger seven or eight centimeters thick, it's really that tigers eat hedgehogs-they can't eat them. I decided to see how others eat, looked at the hamburger and glanced around with the corner of my eye. I saw a beautiful aunt eating politely at the dinner table. She took a small bite first, then chewed, and then bit like that. I decided to learn how this aunt eats. I took a bite of the hamburger with both hands, and the delicious hamburger immediately overflowed my mouth. Soft skin, crispy meat pie and delicious lettuce are really delicious. As soon as I chewed it, the meat pie burst into flowers and the lettuce spilled juice. Meat with lettuce is so delicious that the more I chew it, the more delicious it becomes. I managed to swallow the first bite, but I was still savoring the taste just now. I ate the second bite carefully, and the smell immediately spread in my mouth, and I was intoxicated again. Oh, no, it smells like milk It's a little disgusting. I just remembered that I hated drinking fresh milk when I was a child, and isn't the salad dressing in hamburgers made of fresh milk? I feel sick at the thought of it, but I still bite the bullet and swallow the salad dressing. At this time, I don't think hamburgers are delicious anymore. Looking at the hamburger that I just bit twice in my hand, I suddenly felt a little hard to swallow. Even so, I crustily skin of head and swallowed the remaining half. But the feeling before is long gone.

Since then, I have never been to Dicos' store, and I have never envied people who sit in it and eat and drink. When I got home, my mother had made her famous "handmade noodles", and my father and I ate them with relish. It seems that the best noodles in the world are "handmade noodles" made by my mother.

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