Write a 400-word composition on an omelet.

In study, work or life, everyone must have been exposed to composition. Composition is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. I believe many people will find writing difficult. The following are 400 words I have carefully arranged for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Writing an omelet 400 words 1 In the morning, the warm sunshine shines through the window, and I get up quickly, because I want to make an omelet for my mother.

At first, I took out three eggs from the refrigerator and a big bowl from the bowl pile. Then I picked up an egg and knocked it hard, and the shell was broken. I quickly put it on the top of the bowl and broke it. The yellow yolk rushed into the big bowl mother's arms. I broke two other eggs in the same way, and they couldn't wait to flow into the bowl. Suddenly, my mother rushed over and taught me how to stir eggs. I took a pair of chopsticks like my mother and stirred them in one direction in the bowl. I see many bubbles on the eggs. My mother made the following steps, and I kept staring at them. First, she turned on the gas stove to keep it in a low fire, then poured the oil into the pot, and then her mother ran over and took two things, one was shrimp and the other was strawberry jam. Then her mother opened the lid of strawberry jam and scooped a spoonful of strawberry jam on the egg roll. I picked up the shovel and smoothed it. I rubbed it for a while, and then I rubbed it to the west. I sighed and said, "finally there is strawberry jam." Then, I sprinkled shrimp. My mother helped me cut the prepared sausage in half and then poured it into the pot to cook. I turned the two sides of the omelet in the middle with a shovel, and my mother said in my ear, "Well, it's too mushy." I did as my mother said and picked up the pot. My mother quickly took a plate and put it under my pot. Finally, I poured the omelet into the plate, and an omelet was made.

I tasted the omelet beautifully and said, "Ah! It's really sweet and fragrant. " My mother sang my omelet and said, "My baby's omelet is very sweet and delicious." I am full of joy when I hear this, and I understand a truth: only by working hard can I succeed and experience true happiness.

Today is Saturday. I overslept. As soon as I got up, I felt a little hungry and said to my mother, "Mom, I'm hungry". Mother said, "All right! You help me wash the leeks and I'll make the omelet. "

I put the leek in the pot, put some water and began to wash the leek. At the same time, my mother began to mix flour and add eggs. I didn't know until I got to work that leeks were simply too difficult to wash. The roots are dirty, so I have to wash them one by one. My mother said, "This is too much trouble. Just aim the root of the leek and rub it twice. " I tried, and sure enough, the speed was greatly improved. Hey! It's not easy to do one thing well!

The hardest part is actually in the beginning After washing once, I changed another pot of water. I washed it much faster this time, and the leeks turned green. Mother took them to the chopping board, cut them into pieces with a knife, and put them into the noodles to stir. Flour is occupied by green, just add some water.

Mother poured oil into the pot, opened the fire, the oil was hot, and a little noodles were poured, and the pot suddenly sizzled. Mother quickly turned down the fire, turned the pot around and let the noodles inside spread out into cakes. After about 1 minute, turn the cake over and turn it for about 1 minute, and the cake is ready. I readily accepted at once. ...

My mother made two more cakes in a row. I ate the cake made by my mother and felt really delicious.

Make an omelet composition 400 words 3 "The sun shines in the sky, flowers smile at me, birds say morning, why are you carrying a small bag?" Ha, today's spring outing in our district! Take my omelet to school from 5 am to 7: 05 am.

Ding! The alarm clock is ringing! I got up at once, dressed at lightning speed, washed, ran to the kitchen and started making omelets. First, open the refrigerator and take out 9 eggs, half a bowl of Burmese shrimp and a bag of flour. "Do it!" Under my mother's orders, I began to get busy: first put half a bag of flour, then put in water that can't exceed 5 mm of flour, and began to stir quickly with chopsticks. According to my experience, if it is a little thin, put some flour; It's a little thick, just add some water and stir slowly. Finally, add 9 eggs and half a bowl of shrimp, and stir for 1 min. I poured a little oil into the pot and boiled the hot oil until the oil smoked. I scooped up a spoonful of fried egg liquid with a big spoon and put it in the pot. It suddenly occurred to me that I didn't put salt in it! Forget it, this omelet is invalid! I scooped a spoonful of salt into the egg roll liquid and continued to cook.

Finally finished! Seeing that everyone has eaten my "Don" omelet, my heart is full of sweetness.

Have you guessed the chef's name? Come eat what you guessed!

On Sunday morning, I woke up from my dream and found my parents still sleeping, but I had finished singing "Empty City Plan" in my stomach. What should I do? So, I want to make my own nutritious breakfast-omelet.

I started doing it. I took out a bowl from the cupboard like my mother. First, I poured some flour, about half a bowl, and then I poured water into the bowl. Then I thought: My omelet must be delicious! Who knows, when I get distracted and pour too much water, it becomes thinner. I added some flour and it thickened again. I thought: How can I mend the flour? Just then, my mother woke up, went into the kitchen, saw me making an omelet, and instructed me how to do it. Mother said, "You take a new bowl, add some flour first, and then add less water. If it's too thick, add some water. If you add it slowly, you will make the right dough! " After listening to my mother's words, I became more focused. I stirred hard with chopsticks, and soon my arm was too sour to lift. But thinking that I couldn't give up halfway, I immediately cheered up, stirred slowly, and finally stirred into the right dough. Then, I took an egg and beat it in the mixed flour, and continued to stir it with chopsticks. Mother said, "The dough becomes yellow and thick, just like a milkshake." After mixing the eggs evenly, I add onion, salt, soy sauce, Chili powder and ham sausage. ...

Finally, I shot and made an omelet. I turned on the gas stove and poured some oil into the pot. When the oil smokes, I put the freshly made dough into the pot. I saw the sound of "zi, zi, zi" in the pot immediately. Soon, I turned the cake upside down. Soon, a whole omelet will be ready!

I quickly took out a small piece with chopsticks and put it in my mouth. It smells good! I ate my own omelet with relish. I really made it myself and enjoyed it!

My mother cooked a pot of millet porridge this morning, and she said she would take fried eggs as the staple food. As soon as I heard it, I was anxious to show my cards. I asked my mother to help me cook, and my mother readily agreed. I took out an egg from the refrigerator and patted it on the edge of the bowl like an adult. The egg white wrapped in egg yolk is broken and flows into the bowl. I picked up chopsticks and quickly broke the egg. Mother helped me mix the batter, poured the snow-white flour into the bowl, added a little water and salt, and slowly stirred it evenly. Finally, pour the beaten eggs in and sprinkle with a handful of chopped green onion. After finishing the preparatory work, the work officially began!

I put the non-stick pan on the gas stove, lit a small fire and poured the oil carefully. After a while, the oil became hot. I gently poured the batter into the pot, and the batter slammed into the pot, which startled me and quickly avoided it. I still remember the last time hot oil splashed on my face. My mother stood by and cheered me up, letting me grab the handle of the pot and turn it slowly so that the batter could be evenly spread at the bottom of the round pot. I saw the batter gradually change from mushy to solid. I quickly picked up a shovel and carefully turned the omelet over into a carp. After a while, there was a smell coming from the pot, and the omelet could be loaded. The round and golden egg cake is inlaid with bits and pieces of chopped green onion, just like a beautiful "handicraft". I really can't bear to eat it, but my mouth is watering when I smell its attractive fragrance. I took a small piece with chopsticks first. It is delicious. I think it's better than any delicacies. With millet porridge, I wolfed down the omelet. My mother smiled happily when she saw how delicious I ate.

Writing an omelet 400 words 6 This Friday afternoon, we went to the Labor Technology Center to make an omelet.

First, prepare a bowl of flour and half a bowl of water. I carved a small hole in the center of the flour with chopsticks and filled it with water. Don't water it too much, lest it overflow the hole. Then use chopsticks to stir in the small hole and wet the flour around the hole. When the water is gone, add water to the hole and continue to stir ... so repeatedly, the hole becomes bigger and bigger, and finally the whole bowl of flour becomes mushy. At this time, add some water and stir the dough evenly. When the yogurt is so thick, the main ingredient for making egg cakes is ready.

Next, prepare the ingredients. Beat an egg and cut some onions and sausages. Stir the chopped onions in the batter so that the cake will be fragrant.

According to the procedure, it's time to bake the omelet. This step is the most important. If you don't do it well, you will give up all your efforts and don't want to eat delicious egg rolls.

First turn to medium heat, put it in a little bit, and turn the pot up and down, left and right to ensure that every part of the pot is covered with oil. Then turn the heat down, sprinkle a tablespoon of chopped green onion noodles, spread the noodles as thin as possible, or turn the pan over to round the cake. At this time, you can sprinkle the sausage slices on the bread and press the sausage into the bread with your fingers. Then, sprinkle some spoonfuls of eggs on the bread. When the paste hardens and turns yellow, you can turn it over. Be careful not to turn the cake over. When the omelet turns fragrant and brown, it can be made.

Let's go! I ate with relish. Try it, too!

Making an omelet composition 400 words 7 omelet is a famous snack in Yancheng, and it is also my usual breakfast choice. My mother makes cakes at home, so I always want to make omelets as delicious as my mother.

It was a Sunday and my mother went to work. I was alone at home, and my best friend Yao Yao came to my house to play. The two of us watched TV for a while, and then read books for a while. At about ten o'clock, Yao Yao said to me, "I'm hungry". I thought about it: "Ha! Shall I make you a cake? " She would ask doubtfully, "Can you make a cake?" "Of course!" I answered firmly.

First, we prepare the raw materials for the cake, such as flour, water, eggs and sugar. Then we pour some flour on the plate, then some water and beat an egg in it. Then we stir them into thick dough. Finally, we rub them into a small ball and put them aside. Yes, turn on the switch of the electric baking pan and turn it to low heat, then pour some oil into the pan. The pot is hot, put the small round cakes in the pot one by one, turn them over and smell the fragrance. We made a dozen!

Hearing the footsteps of my mother coming back, we hid the rest of the dough, but as soon as my mother got home, she smelled a strong smell of oil. Mother asked, "Do you make cakes at home?" Mom asked us to show her the cake we made, give us guidance, and praised me as a capable child!

I was so happy that day! Taste the joy of success.

There are many delicious foods in the world, and I think the best one should be my own cooking. I made my own omelet, which is very delicious.

First of all, I prepare the materials to spread the omelet, including eggs, flour, water, salt and so on. Gently break the eggs, and then beat them into the bowl. Be careful not to beat the broken eggshells into the bowl together. After beating the eggs, put a bowl of noodles in, turn on the tap and let it flow into the basin. At this time, the chopsticks in your right hand keep stirring. Be sure to stir in the same direction, otherwise there will be small hard bumps on the surface and the water will be almost the same. Turn off the tap, add a little salt and monosodium glutamate, and continue stirring until a batter is formed. Pour some oil at this time and stir for a while.

At the same time, the electric baking pan should be preheated. Mix the batter and you can use the electric baking pan. Pour some oil into the baking pan and wipe it evenly with a shovel. Feel the temperature, scoop a spoonful of batter with a horse spoon and pour it in the middle of the electric baking pan. At this time, you must quickly spread the batter evenly with a shovel, otherwise the egg roll will not taste good if it is too thick. The thinner and more uniform the omelet, the more Kong Fuyou can see.

After spreading the paste, cover the top cover of the electric baking pan. Don't open the lid in a hurry. Be sure to wait until the hot white gas comes out, which means that the water has evaporated almost. At this point, open the lid, the bottom is almost cooked, gently shovel the edge of the egg roll with a shovel, slowly drill under the egg roll, turn it over quickly, and wait for a while. You can also put some lettuce and ham in the egg roll, which is even more delicious.

Love life, love yourself. I made my own omelet, and I really paid for it. It's delicious!

Making an omelet composition 400 words 9 In this beautiful holiday in November, I am going to cook for my family next time to show my cooking skills. What are you doing? My best nutritious and delicious omelet!

I want to attack the ingredients. Carrots, zucchini, eggs and flour are all ready. Holding the plane in your hand, a few times, carrots and zucchini will become thin lines, sprinkle some salt. Two colors of silk are mixed together, just like a mini field with colorful crops.

Flour is the key step in making an omelet. If something goes wrong with this step, it will fall short. I filled several spoonfuls of flour, beat two eggs, poured two kinds of silk into it, added some water and began to stir. Grandma said to put some oil in the noodles first, so you don't have to refuel when frying. This is really a wonderful method. Well, everything is ready, and I am one step away from success.

Although it is the last step, it is also the most difficult step. I picked up the mini non-stick pan, put it on the slight flame, scooped up a few spoonfuls of batter and wiped it evenly. After a while, I was anxious to turn it over. The big deal is not delicious, the cake is too bright, and the omelet turns into dough. Then I tried again. I can't eat hot tofu. When one side of the cake is a little hard, I turn it over slowly and carefully. Success, red shredded carrots, green shredded melons and yellow egg rolls, mixed with a burst of fragrance, won the appreciation of the whole family.

This time I made an omelet, I not only tasted the delicious food I cooked, but also made me understand a truth: as long as you dare to try, you can succeed!

Writing an omelet 400 words 10 Today, my father taught me to make an omelet.

"Go and get two eggs first." Dad ordered me seriously. "Then take another bowl, knock the eggs on the edge of the table, and then quickly put the egg white and yolk into the bowl after breaking the shell." Dad said while drinking beer. I clumsily took the egg and knocked it twice on the table, but the egg was unscathed. "Tap on the door and try again." Dad said easily. This time, I knocked on the egg hard and the shell broke a little. I scrambled to squeeze the yolk into the bowl. It's time to cut chopped green onion. I picked up some onions and started fighting with a kitchen knife. "Be careful, don't cut your finger!" Dad reminded me. Finally finished cutting, and then look at your own achievements: some thick, some thin, some long, some short, really like a small sapling blown by the wind and rain! In order to start stirring, I added some flour and some water, and then I picked up chopsticks to stir. After almost a minute, I stirred them up. To start frying, I opened the fire, poured some oil into the pot, and then poured the stirred egg yolk into the pot. The omelet gradually changed from light yellow to golden yellow and then to dark yellow. It's beautiful. Just when I was fascinated, I heard my father's cry, "Turn it over quickly, or the omelet will be burnt."

I quickly turned the omelet over. Ah, a delicious omelet is coming out.

Writing an omelet 400 words 1 1 I usually like to eat omelets made by my mother, but when my mother is at work, I don't have time to make omelets, so I can't eat omelets made by my mother. What shall we do? I decided to learn how to make an omelet by myself.

One day, my mother didn't go to work, so I asked her to teach me how to make an omelet, and my mother stood next to me to direct. First, I take out two eggs from the refrigerator, and then I take out a bowl from the disinfection cabinet. I took an egg and patted it on one side of the bowl. The eggshell broke and the egg white wrapped in yolk flowed down. I picked up a pair of chopsticks, put a little salt in it and stirred it. It wasn't until the egg white and yolk merged that I opened the fire and poured the oil into the pot. When the oil in the pot smoked, I poured the eggs into the pot.

When the omelet was fried, it smelled delicious, and I was fascinated by the aroma. Suddenly I remembered the omelet. I quickly picked up the spatula and shoveled it into the bowl. I picked up the omelet and took a bite. It's delicious. It's really delicious. When dad came back, he saw the omelet on the table and was full of praise. I gave half to my parents, and they all praised me: "My son is really capable. Our son has grown up. "

I have done it several times, and the better I do it. I learned to make an omelet. I smiled happily. The work is glorious.

I have always wanted to do something for my mother. Soon, the opportunity came.

Yesterday, my mother had a stomachache because she worked outside for a long time. My heart aches. I thought: Don't I want to do something for my mother? God-given opportunity, I must seize this opportunity to do something for my mother. But what should be done? Suddenly, I saw a round egg on the table. I had a brainwave and said; "Yes, just make an omelet." I did as I said, first I took a bowl, then I poured a bowl of snow-like noodles, then I poured a spoonful of sugar, and I stole a bite. Then I took a big egg and poured it into the bowl. Still "twins"! Then I pour a cup of hot water into a bowl and stir it into yellow lake water. Then I pour the oil into the pot, and of course I also pour the stirred eggs into the pot. Finally, I fried the stirred eggs into cakes. I smelled an omelet, and a smell came to my nose, I thought; Mom will be happy to see my own omelet, and besides, it will warm her up.

I put the egg roll in front of my mother and said, "Mom, please eat." I saw a gratified smile on my mother's kind face and said happily; "My son is grown up, sensible and filial to his mother." I listened, my heart was sweet and I thought; I must help my mother do more things in the future.

Writing an omelet 400 words 13 Walking home from school in the afterglow of sunset, there is always a sense of inexplicable pleasure on the way. It seems that something good is waiting for me, so I can't wait to open the door when I get home. Wow! It smells good! It turns out that my mother is frying eggs and making my favorite omelet!

I swallowed and waited for the delicious food. As soon as the omelet was served, it smelled delicious. It makes people drool. This omelet is golden in color and soft in filling, which makes me envy my mother's skillful hands. So, I kept begging my mother to let me try to fry an omelet, and my mother readily agreed. My mother began to explain to me the main points of fried egg cake: "Beat an egg first, then put some salt, don't burn it first, then grease it ..." "Ok, ok, I see." I interrupted my mother a little impatiently. You want to stop me for such a simple thing? I first chose a big egg from the peach and broke it in a bowl. However, I didn't expect it to be bad from the start. Half fell into my hand, half fell into the table, so I had to start all over again. This time, I carefully cracked the egg, quickly moved it to the middle of the bowl, gently cracked the eggshell, then put some salt in it, stirred it evenly, then lit it first, then oiled it, and finally poured it into the pot. But somehow, the egg got stuck in the pot and I couldn't get it out. I was so anxious that I ran around like an ant on hot bricks that I quickly pulled my mother over. My mother told me earnestly: I kept nodding and my face was red. I learned the lessons from the previous two times, and this time I was handy and finally succeeded!

I am satisfied with the delicious omelet. I finally learned to fry eggs to make omelets!

Writing an omelet 400 words 14 I always watch with envy when my mother cooks. Finally, mom found out. Mother decided to teach me how to make an omelet.

Step 1: Beat the eggs. Mom prepared a lot of things, eggs, a big bag of cooking oil ... My mom showed it to me first. I thought to myself: it's so simple, no problem. I boldly picked up an egg and bumped it on the edge of the bowl. I wanted to move it into the bowl at that time, but the speed was too slow, and the yolk fell on the clothes and the table. Alas, an egg was wasted. The second time, I carefully picked up the egg, controlled my own strength, bumped against the edge of the bowl, quickly moved into the bowl, raised my hands, and the yolk fell into the bowl steadily. It worked! So I beat the third egg.

Step two, add a lot of flour. I carefully added a little water to it, then added a lot of flour and stirred it.

Step 3: fry the eggs. I have a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other. I scooped up a big spoon and put it in the pot. "Zi" I heard several such sounds, as if eggs were screaming. I thought: Will my cooking be delicious? Will I succeed once? I was so lost in thought that I completely forgot about the omelet. "Turn it over, it's going to explode!" I quickly turned it over, but I tried my best to turn it over. I quickly turned the pot around to help. Oh, my hand touched the edge of the pot, and I quickly shrank back. Finally, there was no choice but to turn off the fire. When I turned it over, it was already dark. The second time, I think we should turn it out earlier. In less than a minute, I began to turn, but I still couldn't turn, turn, turn, but I was stuck by the upper layer. Fortunately, my mother came to help and saved the deformed cake. The third time, I learned the previous lesson and made a good cake.

I don't know why, this cake is particularly delicious.

Writing an omelet 400 words 15 Sunday morning, I want to make breakfast for my parents. What should I do? I suddenly remembered my mother's omelet. So I'm going to learn to make my own omelet.

According to my mother's usual practice, I prepared the materials first: two eggs, two onions, five ounces of salt and flour. After the materials are ready, I break the eggs, pour the egg white and yolk into the bowl, put two spoonfuls of flour and appropriate amount of water, stir them into a paste, then cut the onions into pieces and pour them into the bowl. Then heat it and pour the oil into a clean pot. As soon as the oil accidentally touches the water washing the pot, it jumps and jumps. I will pour the egg paste into the pot, level it with a shovel, fry it until golden brown with a small torch, and then turn one side over to make the other side golden brown. Finally, turn off the fire and put the egg roll on the plate. I tasted it: "Huh? What a light smell! Nothing salty. " It suddenly occurred to me that I forgot to put salt in it. I quickly sprinkled a spoonful of salt in the egg paste and fried another one. I sprinkle salt evenly. Finally, put the golden yellow and green omelet on the plate with a shovel for parents to taste. After seeing my masterpiece, my parents said in unison, "Our Jason is really a little genius chef."

By making an omelet this time, I feel the joy of labor, because I have learned a new skill!