A composition describing the action of eating hot pot

1. Detailed description of eating hot pot

Hot pot is a nutritious, delicious, freshly cooked and eaten cooking method that is loved by the public.

Tonight, we had hot pot at my grandma’s house. It's time to start the banquet. At a glance, the table is full of lettuce and raw meat, including lively white shrimps, thinly sliced ??fresh mushrooms, green and tender baby greens, 100% tender tofu cubes, and cut into pieces. Two pieces of fat-headed fish, etc., really make people want to drink.

In the middle of these dishes is an induction cooker with a pot as big as a basin on it. I heard from adults that hot pot is very popular in Chongqing. Authentic hot pot is mainly spicy. Our family doesn’t like spicy food very much, so there are only a few longans, a few bamboo shoots, a few green onions, a few concubine cubes and chili peppers in the pot. , but there is still a strong fragrance.

When the soup base in the pot is boiling, the adults put raw meat, rice cakes, sashimi, live shrimp, etc. into the pot together, filling a large pot, and then cover the pot. After a while, the water began to boil immediately, causing the pot lid to jump straight up. I couldn't help but want to taste the delicious food in the pot, and the chopsticks in my hand reached into the middle of the pot involuntarily. My sharp-eyed mother stopped me in time and explained: "Little greedy cat, don't worry, it's not done yet. You Wait patiently for another minute or two."

I disagreed with my mother's statement and acted like a child: "If you don't eat it, it will be burnt. I just smelled the burnt smell of the rice cake. Maybe it's stuck on the bottom of the pot." The whole family laughed at me.

In order to distract me, my mother asked me to pour the condiments for everyone, one small dish for each person. After everything is finished, it’s finally time to start eating.

I ate meat for a while, vegetables for a while, and seafood for a while. My teeth kept chewing, and my hands kept adding vegetables to the pot. I wanted to taste all the food in the pot. Ah, so delicious! Hot pot is my favorite. I wonder if I could eat hot pot every day if I grew up in Chongqing. 2. Describe the scene when eating hot pot

I love hot pot the most. Every time my family eats hot pot together, it is called the "main meal". Haha~ Then there is one feeling: cool! Eat a lot and get the most oil. I like to watch the soup in the pot boiling, which means it's ready to be served, and then I watch eagerly, waiting for it to be cooked, and then, regardless of the image, I stand up and grab my favorite food! Eat enough. My stomach is bulging after eating!

Last night was my father’s birthday, and my mother was going to have a hot pot meal to make it lively. Grandma, grandpa, and father sat around the hot pot and ate happily. My mother accompanied my brother and ate rice on the baby chair. , egg custard, yogurt, the little guy quickly ate them all. His mother took him down and let him play by himself. He walked up to his father and said, "Hold, put on his lap", which meant that he wanted to sit on his father's lap. His father was happy Accepted, the little guy was very happy. He observed that the water and vegetables in the pot were boiling. The adults were still adding meat and vegetables to the pot. The little guy was also busy, adding fungus, cabbage, and fungus to the pot. Dad put it in his bowl and let him eat it. Mom saw that he was very engaged and happy, so she gave him a cold fish ball and crab stick. The little guy also liked to eat it. He ate a fish ball, a crab stick, and several pieces of fungus. It’s a great time eating, and the little one also likes the fun! 3. Scene description of eating hot pot

After a while, the water in the pot boiled and steamed. Dad quickly put the mutton rolls into the pot.

Since the mutton is thin, it only took a few seconds for the mutton to be cooked. I immediately fished out some mutton and ate it with relish.

I found the mutton very delicious, so I put some more mutton in it. After eating the mutton for a while, I put my favorite beef skewers in. The beef skewers took a longer time to cook, so I put a tomato in it first.

After a while, I took out the beef skewers I just put in, held it in my hand, and ate it like candied haws. When eating, the heat came out of the pot, making the whole kitchen steaming.

We also ate tofu later.

The tofu was so soft that it was difficult to pick it up, and it was very hot. I ate even one piece and felt warm in my stomach. 4. Essay on the Senses of Eating Hot Pot 600

This morning, my mother said: "I want to eat hot pot tonight."

I felt happy in my heart, looking forward to arriving earlier in the evening. It's true. It feels like counting down the seconds all the time, and I wish I had a time machine that could take me right to night. At night, my mother would like to conjure up many delicious dishes, including bright red shrimps, green vegetables, mouth-watering beef, round fish balls, golden yuba, black fungus and so on.

The strangest thing was a round food. My curiosity made me shoot Cupid’s arrow at it, but then I thought about it. I had never seen such a thing before, so how could I dare to do it rashly? action? So I hurriedly asked my mother, and my mother smiled: "What do you think it looks like?" I said: "Fragrant tofu, but it doesn't look like tofu." My mother said: "This kind of thing is tofu, but it is carved into Round shape

“Oh, that’s it! (Wanjing Literature) When I started to eat, the water in the pot was boiling and the delicious food was tumbling, making people salivate. I picked up my chopsticks and started to eat hungrily. In the process of eating, I successively eliminated many foods such as "fungus sniper", "shrimp commander", "green vegetable general" and "fish ball major". I imagined these delicacies as The enemies who invaded my territory were quickly wiped out without a trace. I only ate until my belly was swollen, but I still wanted to eat while holding my belly.

The same goes for mom and dad. Dad ate so much that his trouser pockets burst. Today's hot pot was really enjoyable. 5. Essay about the senses of eating hot pot 600

This morning, my mother said: "I want to eat hot pot tonight." I felt happy and looked forward to arriving earlier in the evening. It felt like I was counting down the seconds. I wish I had a time machine that could take me right to night.

At night, my mother tried to conjure up many delicious dishes, including bright red shrimps, green vegetables, mouth-watering beef, round fish balls, golden yuba, black fungus and so on. The strangest thing was a round food. My curiosity made me shoot Cupid’s arrow at it, but then I thought about it. I had never seen such a thing before. How dare I act rashly? So I hurriedly asked my mother, and my mother smiled: "What do you think it looks like?" I said: "Fragrant tofu, but it doesn't look like tofu." My mother said: "This kind of thing is tofu, but it is carved into Round shape. “Oh, that’s it! (Wanjing Literature)

When I started eating, the water in the pot was boiling and the delicious food was tumbling, making people salivate. I picked up my chopsticks and started to devour them. In the process of eating, I eliminated many foods such as "fungus sniper", "shrimp commander", "green vegetable general" and "fish ball major". I imagined these delicacies as The enemies who invaded my territory were quickly wiped out without a trace. I only ate until my belly was swollen, but I still wanted to eat while holding my belly. The same goes for mom and dad. Dad ate so much that his trouser pockets burst.

Today’s hot pot is so enjoyable! 6. How to write an essay about eating hot pot

This morning, my mother said that I would have hot pot for dinner, which made me, a greedy cat, salivate. Thinking about the intoxicating delicacies, I Seconds simply seem like years. I wish I had a time machine to send me to the future for a big meal.

Finally it was dinner time, and my mother conjured plastic bags full of food like magic. I quickly counted them: there were bright red crab meat, green vegetables, pink shrimp balls, brown The kelp includes white wide pink, golden fish...ah, and my favorite - mutton rolls! I couldn't wait to put a lot of delicious food into the pot. At this time, I suddenly found a white and round thing. I wanted to eat one quickly, but I thought I had never seen such a thing before. It's better to be cautious, but the idea only existed for half a second before I dismissed it.

A few minutes later, I picked up the "four different things" and tasted them carefully. Hey, this thing is really weird. I couldn't help asking my mother: "Mom, what is this? Why does the color and taste look so like tofu?" "My mother laughed before I finished speaking. She finally stopped laughing and told me: "Silly boy, this is round tofu." I suddenly realized that I also laughed, and then started to eat it hungrily. At this time, I was like a battle-hardened general, defending my homeland and going to war with the invaders. After a fierce and long life-and-death struggle, I successively eliminated the Potato General, the Cabbage Artillery, the Shrimp Ball Commander, and the Pearl Powder Sniper. Like a hero who has made countless military exploits, I returned home in triumph and leisurely. However, I also paid a heavy price for this - my stomach was so full that I resisted.

After finishing the hot pot, I licked my lips and couldn't help but think: It would be great if I could eat hot pot every day. Dad seemed to see through my thoughts and said sincerely: "Although hot pot is delicious, we must also pay attention to balanced nutrition, so that we can grow up happily." 7. An essay about eating hot pot: Four Hundred and Fifty Cross

This morning, my father said that he would have hot pot for lunch, which made me salivate. Thinking of the intoxicating delicacies, my seconds seemed like years. , I wish I had a time machine to send me to the future for a big meal.

Finally it was lunch time, I hurriedly put down my beloved book and went straight to the dining table. Like a magic trick, my mother conjured plastic bags full of food, and the restaurant was filled with the aroma of hot pot. I quickly counted: there were bright red crab meat, light green cabbage, pink shrimp...

The water in the pot was boiling, and many inconspicuous little bubbles were in the "hodgepodge" Jumping around, delicious food tumbling, making people salivate. They are like stern police, warning us: it is very hot, eat at your own risk! But I was so overwhelmed by the aroma that I swallowed so hard that I couldn't care less. I picked up a piece of tofu with a spoon and stuffed it into my mouth. The soup splashed onto the back of my hand, and my hand suddenly turned red, and I was in pain.

"Eat slowly, and be careful when your intestines melt when you eat it hot!" Dad, like a scholar, picked up a piece of shiitake mushroom and shook his head. As for my mother, she held up the chopsticks and opened and closed her mouth as she chewed. I laughed and went on to eat hungrily.

I picked up another piece of crab meat and put it into my mouth, and drank a bowl of soup. I was sweating profusely from eating, and a spicy taste spread from my mouth like a fire, and my throat and tongue were all numb. * Spicy and really comfortable. At this time, I was like a battle-hardened general, defending my homeland and going to war with the invaders. I had thrown all my image and worries out of the sky, leaving only my round belly, fragrant smell, and the warm and warm family atmosphere. . After a fierce and long life-and-death struggle, I successively wiped out the Crab Meat General and the Chinese Cabbage Artillery led by Commander Xiren. I returned home in triumph like a hero who had made great contributions.

Time flew away quickly. After finishing the hot pot, I licked my lips and couldn't help but think: It would be great if I could eat hot pot every day. My mother seemed to see through my thoughts and said sincerely: "Although hot pot is delicious, we must also pay attention to the combination of meat and vegetables to ensure balanced nutrition."

Through this hot pot meal, I not only had delicious hot pot , and also learned a truth - nutrition must be balanced to keep the body healthy.

8. When writing about hot pot, you should describe it well. It is best to write it yourself and not to repost it online

The Temptation of Hot Pot

My hometown is in Chongqing, and I also I have seen with my own eyes that people who come to Chongqing will really regret not eating the authentic Chongqing hot pot. Chongqing’s hot pot restaurants are dotted all over the place, each with its own unique taste. If you just walk into one, you will be satisfied with both your eyes and your mouth. !

As a hot girl from Chongqing, when I see the boiling hot pot and smell the rich aroma, I can’t help but be tempted and my mouth will water "three thousand feet"!

Look! The bright red soup of Guoli is still there, like a sea of ??red, and the chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns are like rolling waves, which is intimidating to look at. When the "high tide" of the rolling waves comes, the fragrance is unparalleled. Stoppable!

Add a piece of hairy belly, put it into the oil pan, and count the dozen or twenty seconds with joy in your heart, then pick it up from the pot. The big hairy belly has been " "Shrunk", the fat belly is still dripping with red soup, and it is still emitting a little light under the light. Put it in the oil dish, mix it, and eat it in your mouth. It is really fragrant, crispy, and numb. And spicy.

Don’t underestimate this little piece of hairy belly, it will make you fall deeply in love with Chongqing hot pot and the most beautiful city of Chongqing!

Chongqing hot pot combines numbing, spicy, fresh, fragrant and hot. Maybe you have been breathed out by the spicy food, but you still feel that the spicy food is delicious, and you will have an unprecedented excitement. You will feel the boldness of Chongqing people. Feel the cheerfulness of Chongqing people; feel the enthusiasm and "dominance" of Chongqing people.

After eating Chongqing hot pot once, you will want to eat it a second time, and then the third, fourth time...

The dishes on the table It was already over; after having had a good meal and a drink, I paid the bill, walked out of the hot pot restaurant, and returned to the cool air.

A few miles away from the hot pot restaurant, you can still smell the aroma of hot pot. It seems that the further you walk, the hungrier you get, and the more you walk, the more you want to go back and order a table! People say that before the hot pot is eaten, the stomach becomes its prisoner. It seems that the facts prove that after eating the hot pot, the whole person becomes a prisoner of the hot pot!

Looking at you at this point, you may say: "Then eating hot pot in winter is the best, warm!"

This sentence is not completely correct, and it is not wrong, because Hot pot has the same attractive charm that attracts people in spring, summer, autumn and winter, and hot pot restaurants are overcrowded in all seasons, just like every house.

In spring, people gather to eat hot pot to keep away moisture and cold.

In summer, people come to eat hot pot for the spicy pleasure and numbing comfort.

In autumn, the autumn wind sweeps the fallen leaves, and eating hot pot in autumn is quite a mood.

In winter, hot pot can be said to be the "confidant" of Chongqing people. When it is cold, the spicy taste is just right

It satisfies our desire to heat up in winter.

Hot pot is the soul of Chongqing people, and it is also the postcard of Chongqing people!

I wrote it myself. See if it helps you~~ 9. A 150-word essay on eating hot pot in group activities

Eating hot pot

Today, There were only two people at home, my mother and I, so we "discussed" what to eat at night. Just when I was hesitating, I suddenly had an idea and thought of eating hot pot every time in winter. My mother readily agreed after thinking about it.

Mom stewed the tube bones first, then put down the cabbage, mushrooms, ham sausage... stewed over low heat, and soon a fragrance wafted out.

"The hot pot is out of the oven!" Mom shouted.

I hurried forward and opened the lid, "Wow, it smells so good!" I was salivating when I looked at it. When I looked up, I saw steam "soaring into the sky" and it "sticked" to the window. Above, the windows seemed to have accumulated a layer of "snow", so white and so beautiful!

When we started eating, I scooped up some soup and took a sip, ah! It was so delicious that I felt like I was in heaven. I picked up some cabbage and small green vegetables and bit them into my mouth. They were soft and fluffy. I also ate some sausages and meatballs and took a bite. The soup was delicious. The ingredients flowed out, and they were just delicious; my mother put the noodles into my bowl, and the fresh and smooth noodles were bouncy... These ingredients are really delicious!

Today, I am really happy to eat hot pot. I hope I can eat it every day.

450 words about eating hotpot

Thank God for the gift. When we went to Suning to buy a washing machine on Saturday, Suning was holding an event, so the waiter brought a small electric hotpot Gave it to us as a gift. Having loved hot pot since I was a child, I can finally have a "hot pot dinner" anytime without spending any money.

The next morning, my parents and I went to the farmer’s market and bought vermicelli, ribs, vegetables, tofu, and enoki mushrooms to prepare for hot pot.

"Hot pot is ready!" I heard my mother's call, hurriedly put down my beloved book and went straight to the dining table.

The hot pot you cook yourself is different! Mom opened the transparent glass cover. "Boom!" The steam that had been held in for a long time burst out, and the restaurant was suddenly filled with the aroma of hot pot.

The pot is burning on a low fire, so many inconspicuous little bubbles are jumping around in the "hodgepodge". They were like stern policemen, warning us: It's very hot, blow it before eating, or you'll be responsible for the consequences! But I couldn't care less because I was so fragrant that I swallowed hard. I picked up a piece of tofu with a spoon and stuffed it into my mouth. "Ouch! Ah -" I groaned painfully. I felt like the tofu was like a ball of fire, forcing its way into my intestines. After a while, my stomach felt better.

"Eat slowly, your intestines will melt if you eat it hot!" Dad taught me like a scholar, but in fact he himself was devouring hot pot!

I then picked up another handful of vermicelli and was about to put it in my mouth when I heard a "squeak" sound. Before I could react, the vermicelli had already been sucked into my stomach by a powerful force. Inside.

Mom and dad were not to be outdone. One chewed vegetables hard and the other drank soup desperately. As a family, we have thrown away all our image and worries. All that is left is our round belly, fragrant smell, and oh, the most friendly and warm family atmosphere.