Food and beverage image essay 300 words

1. A 300-word composition, describing the different manifestations of eating words (letters represent different names, delete points yourself)

A cooked a big bowl of rice first, then quickly waved his right hand and stuffed a spoonful of rice into his mouth. I saw his cheeks sweeping the beat drum by drum. I really wolfed it down. After a few minutes, the lunch box was empty, and even the juice was gone. Finally, soup, of course. Hey! Needless to say, this gesture reminds people of the famine years; In just 0.34 seconds, the soup in his hand has been swallowed. Of course, it is not clear whether it is bone or fishbone! He ran back to the dormitory at the same speed.

B. As soon as he entered the canteen, Huang Riheng quickly picked up his rice plate and ran to the place where he was cooking to pick out his favorite dishes. Then he took his seat and began to eat slowly and swaggering.

C slowly picked up the spoon, took a bite of rice and a piece of meat into his mouth, and his chin fluctuated up and down, making a clicking sound. Look, he is enjoying that piece of meat! Just like the "God of Food" on TV, except that he is shorter and fatter, but his appearance and manner are simply a reprint of "God of Food".

Suddenly, his eyes moved to me. "What's the matter with you? Why don't you eat? " People ask me strangely. "Ha ha! So cute! " I smiled and replied. "boring! Eat quickly! Never seen anyone eat? ! "He said quickly. Look at him, and don't forget to observe the situation beside you when you eat.

It's funny to watch E gnaw at the chicken leg: staring at the chicken leg, slowly opening his mouth and tearing the meat off the chicken leg with his front teeth. I slowly tasted the "supreme delicacy" in my mouth, my eyes narrowed slowly and I said with satisfaction, "Great, delicious!" It will also make a "tut" sound from time to time. In a short time, he eliminated the "Big Mac". Very fulfilling. He just wiped the oil and meat on his mouth with the back of his hand, and then he successfully started the next process.

F carefully picked up the bowl, picked a few leaves, slowly sent them to his mouth, shyly opened the cherry mouth, quickly closed it again, chewed the food very small, and kept wiping the residual oil on his lips with a napkin.

G saw that the food was served, so he quickly raised his chopsticks, picked up a big bowl, served the food, and sent it to his mouth with rice. Mixed with soup, my cheeks are bulging and there is a grain of rice hanging from my mouth.

Every time it's finally time to eat, our two brothers will try to untie the pond porcelain tube hanging on the tree. The rice in the bucket was newly cooked by mother in the morning. After cooking, put in hot, one layer of rice and one layer of dried vegetables, and then press. After steaming and roasting with hot rice, the fragrance of all dried mushrooms is dispersed and seeps into the rice. As soon as you open the lid, a smell will come to your nose. You can't wait to poke the dried vegetables with chopsticks, pry up a brown rice ball and put it in your mouth. Being cool will make your heart bleed. At first, I wolfed down, only feeling salty. Later, I chewed slowly and swallowed carefully, but the rice was slightly sweet. If there is one or two pieces of fat in the dried vegetables, it will feel better, fat and slippery, and it will never be forgotten.

I want to eat happily and really eat a bowl of rice I want every day.

I am used to wolfing down my food, and my mouth is like a funnel, always wasting things.

When eating, leave the table if the food in the bowl is not clean. Just two years ago, I spilled a little while eating, and my father often criticized me for it.

No, I made this mistake again at this dining table. I had just finished eating when my father called me again.

"Son, how did you get the rice on the table again? Come on, eat your meal. "

Dad is nagging again. Go back to the dining table to "clean up the battlefield" every time you finish eating. I reluctantly said to my father, "Dad, why did you wake me up again?" "You didn't eat the rice, rice bowl didn't shave.

Listen, come on, eat it. ""It's just a few grains of rice. It's wasted. " "I don't care. "What's the big deal? Why make a fuss? " Dad said excitedly, "Have you forgotten the poem" Compassion for Farmers "? The farmer's uncle faces the loess and his back is facing the sky. Every grain is hard to come by.

The poem also wrote, "There are no idle fields in the four seas, and farmers still starve to death!" There is no leisure in the four seas to write about the diligence and hard work of farmers. Aren't they so tired because we have food? When my father finished, I saw the farmer's uncle working hard ... Thinking of this, I immediately scraped the rice in my rice bowl and picked it up to eat. Slowly, I gradually got rid of this bad habit.

Once, twice ... I gradually got rid of this bad habit. Until one day, I went to my grandmother's house to play, and there was no rice left for dinner. My grandmother scratched her eyes and said, "Son, you finally got rid of this bad habit!" " "I bowed my head in embarrassment.

Yes, I got rid of this bad habit. I also know that we should cherish food and don't waste every bit of food.

3. Story composition at the dinner table 300 words Once my grandfather cooked a meal, my sister and I played while eating.

Just when I was having fun, suddenly, I bumped into the bowl and it fell. Fortunately, I reached out to protect the bowl, but the rice fell all over the floor. After eating for a while, I was about to watch TV when my grandfather stopped me with a straight face: "Tianshun, you have one more thing to do!" " "I was shocked and stammered," I ... didn't do anything well ... "Before I finished, my grandfather pointed to the rice that fell to the ground and said," This is it, there are many in it! "After hearing what he said, I thought absently," There is enough food at home, so why make a mountain out of a molehill! "But I looked up and saw my grandfather was angry, so I had to go over and bow my head to pick up rice grains.

When I finished picking up the cloth, my grandfather pulled me to his side and said, "What you just fell on the ground was more than three ounces of rice!" " If the whole country1300 million people are like you, how much food will be wasted? Huh? You calculate, if it's such a waste, a * * * will cost 150 million Jin, how much is this! It can feed more than 50,000 people for two years. What a pity to waste so much! "Grandpa's words make my face hot.

At this time, my grandmother came over and said to me earnestly: "Tianshun, life is sweet and does not forget the bitterness of Huanglian, wealth does not forget frugality!" Grandma's words made my neck burn. My uncle nodded and then said, "You have learned the ancient poem Mohe, so you can recite it and explain it!" " Seeing the anxious expressions of people around me, my eyes are moist. With the recitation of "mowing at noon, sweating", tears in my eyes finally rolled down ... yes, it is shameful to waste food! This scene at the dinner table benefited me a lot. After that, my mother came to me and said, "It's time to eat."

"I'll go right away." I yelled.

At the dinner table, she asked, "How many words did you recite? Pretending to have a plan, I replied, "It's almost over!" "How many pages?" Mom asked. Seeing that the clues are about to be revealed, * * * will not stop there and tell the truth: "It's not over yet! "I thought I couldn't escape my mother's eyes, but I felt very strange: my mother exposed me, and my mother not only didn't get angry, but also let me eat! I forgot to think so much and took a big bite.

My mother's careless appearance made me think that my mother planted evil. I asked my mother, "I haven't finished reciting it." Why aren't you angry? " Mother didn't answer, just smiled.

This move of my mother made me more curious. I asked again and again before my mother said, "I am not lifeless."

You didn't finish your homework, so it is wrong. But instead of admitting your mistake, you lied to me. Making you do your homework so late is already punishment.

Just because I let you eat doesn't mean I protect you. As the saying goes,' time and time again, not time and time again'. I hope you will remember this lesson.

But after dinner, you have to do your homework! "After listening to this sentence, although I am reluctant, my heart is warm ... At the dinner table, there are many stories, each with its own connotation! Stories on the dining table It is a happy thing for a family to get together at the dining table, and there will be many topics on the dining table. Now I'll tell you a story about our dining table.

One day, when my family was having dinner happily, I ate quickly to play with my brother. Grandpa saw it and stared at me seriously, asking me to pick it up. I thought it was dirty, so I said unwillingly, "How dirty it is to spill it on the table!" " How to eat! Besides, I didn't mean to. Grandpa said, "haven't you learned the poem weeding?" The grain was obtained by the farmer's uncle who braved the hot weather and worked hard. Did you just see the sweat of the farmer's uncle wasted? In the past, we didn't have enough to eat and lived a hard life. When I was a child, I had to go out to work. Now you live a happy life and don't know how to cherish it. "

After listening to grandpa's words, I blushed and quickly picked up the rice scattered on the table and ate it. I will never forget that day. I will never waste food again.

The dining table is always clean, and there is not a grain left in the bowl, which forms a good habit of thrift. Stories on the dining table Many interesting stories can also happen on the dining table. Do you want to know? Then follow me to find out! The first thing I found was the story on my cousin's dinner table.

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's almost time for dinner …" Who is this, like a greedy cat? Who else? My cousin. Cry hungry as soon as you come back from school.

It's time to do your homework, write a few words, run to the kitchen and have a look, and keep running back and forth. It's almost time for dinner, and I haven't even finished a homework.

However, it was a sumptuous dinner. No wonder my cousin is so greedy. You see, that dirty little hand was holding a big chicken leg, and before it reached its mouth, it only heard a bang, and then it heard "Wash your hands first. Do you think your little hand just came back from the construction site? " "No, let me eat one first."

"No, wash your hands first!" "Eat first!" "Wash your hands first!" "Eat first!" ..... Finally only heard the cry of "meowed". Needless to guess, my cousin must have been "defeated". Who told him not to listen? He asked for it.

The story at the dinner table is very sad. Let's look at mine again.

"It's time to eat." Hearing this cry, I immediately put down my pen and ran to the table, which really starved me.

Delicious just to the mouth, suddenly, in front of a dark. Who played a prank? Really. But it hasn't been turned on for several times, Mamma Mia, the power is out.

I didn't stop early or late, but I stopped at this moment, secretly complaining. I have no choice but to light candles.

It's finally a little bright, but we have to continue to eat this meal. Eating and eating, I heard a "crack". It turned out that my brother's tooth had fallen out.

I made fun of him and said, "Hey, old man, this food has eaten all my teeth." But my brother said, "What's the matter? Save me from pulling it out! " "Hearing this, we all laughed, and my brother laughed with us.

The story at the dinner table is happy again. What's the story at the dinner table?

Whether you are sad or happy. The important thing is that everyone can have dinner together.

After eating 300 words in a big table all day, I am tired and hungry, and I really want to eat a delicious meal. It happened that my father took me to a good day restaurant for dinner. I jumped three feet high, and my favorite chicken legs and scallops came to my mind ... I couldn't help drooling at the thought.

When I arrived at the hotel, I couldn't wait to run into the box and sit in the chair. After waiting for a long time, several dishes came up one after another. Oh! They are all my favorite foods, such as duck tongue, dry fried bell, delicious food all over the table, and my eyes are bright. The hungry wolf pounced on me and I ate with relish. I ate for a long time to satisfy my stomach. After a while, everything on the table was almost finished, and dad said he had left. I burped loudly, wiped my mouth with satisfaction, stood up slowly and walked out of the hotel.

I had a delicious meal this time and I was very happy.

Learn to write 300 words on Sunday morning, I don't have to go to school, so I sleep in. When I got up, my father had cooked the meal. But I prefer to cook by myself, so I hide at home and secretly mix noodles because I want to make a big cake. I first found a small bowl, put some noodles in it, and then began to add water. Who knows there is too much water, so we have to add more noodles. In this way, noodles added more water, noodles added more water. As a result, the small bowl became a big bowl, and there was a big bowl beside it. My mother looked at a large bowl of noodles and flour all over the floor, crying and laughing, so she had to comfort me. "Then let's use this to make jiaozi." I also like eating jiaozi, so I cheered loudly. In the evening, the family sat together to wrap jiaozi, and my father wrapped dumplings and my mother wrapped jiaozi. I am too busy to have a rest. Finally, several plates of delicious jiaozi were served, and we had a delicious meal.

Learn to cook 300 words four: learn to cook.

One noon in summer vacation, I finished my homework and saw my mother cooking. I ran over and said, "Mom, can I cook today?" My mother said to me, "can you do it?" Then we can have a burnt meal. " I said, "Don't look down on people."

I started to wash rice. After I washed the rice, I put it on the gas stove and let it cook. While cooking, I ran to the living room to watch cartoons. . I was absorbed in eating when suddenly my mother said loudly, "The rice is burnt." I hurried to the kitchen, and when I got up, I lifted the lid. I accidentally burned my hand again. I went to have a look, and my mother guessed. I just stood there. Mother came over and said kindly, "Nothing, people will always fail.". Besides, you are a beginner. Just concentrate on cooking this afternoon. I believe you will succeed. "

In the evening, I started cooking again. I'm focused this time, and I'm no longer distracted. In the evening, I ate my own cooking and enjoyed it, because it was the fruit of my hard work.

Learn to cook 300 words five: learn to cook.

Children find it difficult to cook, but I don't think so. Because cooking looks difficult, but it's actually very simple.

On one sunny morning, my father taught me to cook. I said, "I won't." "Nothing, I'll teach you." Later, the pot I cooked according to my father's instructions was a rice cooker. Wash the pot first. Pour three bowls of rice; Taomi ... "Do you remember?" "Remember!" Mom came back, and dad said, "My son cooked the meal." Mother asked in surprise, "Is it true?" "It's absolutely true." 15 minutes later, the meal is ready, dear. Mom took a bite, and I asked, "Is it delicious?" "Fregud!" Dad said. I was very happy when I first heard my family praise me.

Cooking is that simple!

6. The composition of sausage noodles is 300 words. Among many snacks in Guizhou, sausage noodles can be said to be overwhelming. From the main ingredients, ingredients to seasonings, they all have their own characteristics. It has the swordsmanship of Daoxiao Noodles in Shanxi, the strength of Lamian Noodles in Lanzhou, the nourishment of Dandan Noodles in Sichuan, and the mellow fragrance of Regan Noodles in Wuhan, and is famous for its "three wonders" of color, fragrance and taste.

Wang Chang noodles originated in the late Qing Dynasty. It is said that 100 years ago, there were many meat cases in Beimenqiao area of Guiyang. There are two noodle restaurants on the bridge, Fu Noodle Restaurant and Yan Noodle Restaurant. They make sausage noodles with pork fat sausage and pig blood to attract customers who come to buy meat and vegetables. The two noodle restaurants competed with each other, which improved the quality of Wang Chang noodles and finally sold them in Guiyang.

Sausage noodles are unique not only because they have long-lasting fat intestines and strong blood flow, but also because they are as crisp and strong blood flow as fat intestines. To put it bluntly, it is to use fat sausage and blood curd to make sausage sauce and Wang sauce respectively, then pork belly to make crispy sauce, and then sausage oil, crispy soy sauce and Chili oil to make red oil, thus forming the basic characteristics of sausage noodles "three sauces" and red oil.

The characteristic of sausage noodles is that its noodle making technology is a bit special. The noodles for sausage noodles are handmade egg noodles. When making, use 500 grams of superior flour, add 4 eggs, a little edible alkali, and a proper amount of water, and knead it repeatedly into a water-mixed dough. Then put the dough on a special chopping board, fold it repeatedly and squeeze it into a satin-thin dough sheet, then sprinkle it with bean powder, fold it up and cut it into filaments. The whole operation process is called "three turns, four times and nine cuts".

Wang Chang noodles are also very particular about cooking noodles. Authentic Wang Chang noodles are cooked in a bowl, never in a big pot at a time. Each bowl of sausage noodles is about 80g. Shake it and put it in a boiling pot until it boils. When it boils, pick up the noodles with bamboo chopsticks to see if they are straight. If it is straight, scoop it up with a colander and pour a bowl of cold water into the colander. Then quickly put the noodles into the soup pot for heating, and then put them into a bowl with bean sprouts at the bottom. Then pour the chicken soup into a bowl, and add the fat sausage slices and fat sausage.

Sausage noodles are red but not spicy, oily but not greasy, crisp but not raw. Tana intestine

7. My excellent composition is 300 words. At school, the teacher always teaches us to help our parents do housework at home. But I am nine years old and have hardly done any housework. Mom and dad are not at home this weekend, so I will take advantage of this great opportunity to do something. I walked around the living room and bedroom and found that every room was cleaned up by my mother. I didn't even get a chance to find a dirty sock to wash. When I came to the kitchen, I found that the cabbage my mother bought had not been washed. If I had, I would help my mother with the dishes.

I learned from my mother's appearance, first picked up an apron and tied it on my body, and walked to the pool. Take down the cutting board, put the Chinese cabbage on the cutting board, carefully pick out the yellow leaves and roots of each vegetable with some dirty things and throw them into the trash can. Then take out a vegetable basin from the next cupboard. Put my clean Chinese cabbage in a basin, and then pick up some water in the basin. First, press the Chinese cabbage on the bottom of the basin with both hands, and the dish is completely soaked. After simple washing, take out the Chinese cabbage and put it in the basket, then pour out the water. According to my mother, the first washing is to wash the soil off the leaves. I put the Chinese cabbage in the vegetable bowl again. This time, I carefully adjusted the tap water and washed the vegetables one by one. While working, I thought that when my mother came back, I could cook Chinese cabbage stewed ribs with my washed Chinese cabbage, and my heart was full of joy.

Just as I was finishing washing, my parents came back. Seeing me clean up the dishes, he smiled and said to me, "My baby girl has grown up! I will help my mother with her work. " Dad said, "It would be better if we could use water reasonably." After listening to their words, I smiled shyly and said, "This is the first time people have washed vegetables."