Write a composition with gourmet skills.

1. 500-word example of food party scene composition:

That day, the sky was gray, and I took the school bus to school. It's raining, and only four classrooms on the fourth floor of Building 2 have lights on. Why are they the only ones with the lights on? Because they are having a food party!

Walking into class 6 1, it was very lively, and what caught your eye was the delicious food at each table. Everyone has a milky mist on his head! There are all kinds of food: sweet and delicious purple potato cupcakes; There are delicious and juicy steaks; There are sour noodles ... all kinds, all kinds of mouth-watering!

What are the classmates around Xia Tianle doing? It was a fight for steak, poor Li Zhiyu! I was squeezed out as soon as I entered, alas! I saw several people plot against Liu Yukang's position and soon dispersed. Zhou Guanrui is also a sea of people, and soon the food will be gone! Some people want to cry, but there is nothing.

I have been eating noodles at He Yujie's place, and my mouth is full of oil. I swaggered to Wang Meng's position again and ate sushi with a spoon. A smell of seaweed, ham and cucumber floated out of my mouth, and I couldn't help but pay tribute. I feel a murderous look behind me. Looking back, a group of people rushed up to grab food. I ran away at once, and they jumped on me and robbed me! I have read it crazily. Teachers are also scrambling for food one by one, for fear that they will not be able to eat. Girls are timid and only eat their own. We boys really feel helpless for them, alas.

Gradually, the food returned to the curtain, and the students were all satisfied.

This time, the delicious food will let me know that sharing is happiness, and also let me know that the friendship between classmates is hard-won!

2. The composition about writing delicious food is coming. Going out and passing by a small town in the south, I was lucky enough to eat the delicious food printed in my mind since I was a child in the restaurant. Eating this long-lost food, the deep longing for it in those days can not help but reappear in my heart. It was my childhood, a hard time in the countryside, and the rural people lived a life without food. People tried their best to eat everything they could, even the old elm tree in front of the door was not spared. People peel off the bark and use it as food in their mouths. Nevertheless, it is still difficult to solve the problem of hunger. Mom couldn't bear to let us starve, so she made a wish early: run us over. We are all sincerely happy. Wait and hope! Finally, one day, my mother said that the wheat in the field can be eaten, so let's follow her to pull the wheat in the field. The wheat in the field is not yet fully mature, which is the best time to grind it. Under the guidance of my mother, I specially selected the wheat that can be used. The wheat used for grinding is particularly strict and tender, because the pulp of wheat has not solidified; Not even when you are old, because the wheat is too dry when it is ripe. Be sure to choose those mature, not completely dried, green and full-bodied wheat with a certain hardness. Mother can't bear to part with Dora, because it will be our family's meal. When we came home with two bundles of wheat, we were too tired to straighten up. In fact, life is mild, but people are hungry and have no strength. In order to eat this delicious food, we have to insist on cooking with our mother.

First pinch off the ears of wheat one by one, then stew them in a pot and pinch them into grains. I couldn't help being hungry before all the processes were finished, so I stuffed a handful of wheat into my mouth. After my mother's repeated persuasion, I stopped eating. When all the ears of wheat were ground into grains, mother took them to her own stone mill (at that time, almost every family in the countryside had a stone mill). Lift the upper fan of the stone mill, put a rose copper coin on the navel, and then put the stone mill away. Pour the washed wheat grains on the millstone, insert an orange stalk on the millstone, and we push and pull together with our mother and turn around the millstone. Because there are copper coins between the two millstones and there is a certain gap between the millstones, it takes less effort to push them than to grind them. Even so, we tried our best. Wheat grains on the millstone kept falling, and small rolls of flour kept falling around the millstone, not too long, like a broken matchstick.

Our faces are sweaty, but we are in a good mood, because we will be full soon and it is good food. We are sweating more and more, and the small papers around the millstone are piled up at random. When all the wheat grains on the millstone are finished, we won't breathe.

Mother gently swept the small papers around the millstones with a broom, lifted the upper fan of the stone mill and carefully cleaned the two millstones. Only then did we go to the building with her. I was so anxious that I couldn't see clearly what auxiliary materials my mother had prepared (maybe some garlic juice or something, and there was nothing delicious in those days) that I wolfed it down. That feeling is really better than eating a French dinner!

Time flies, and this unforgettable childhood has become the past. With the improvement of people's living standards and the progress of science and technology, various traditional and foreign famous foods have also been put on the table of ordinary people's homes. People can enjoy delicious food in their spare time, but for me, the most unforgettable thing is to eat the mill made with my mother, which is probably unprecedented in today's world.

May all people no longer feel like me, and may all people grind, turn and taste the delicious food in this world with a quiet heart!

Write a 450-word composition about food: "Ah, it smells good ..." Visitors here hear several exclamations from time to time, and the annual food festival has begun. This is the food street. At ten o'clock in the evening, we came to the food street, with colorful flags fluttering, fragrant waves, a sea of people, laughter and laughter. Delicious food is also on the table, which makes people drool. Beijing roast duck, Japanese food, mutton skewers, fried fish balls, sugar-coated haws ... in short, there are countless. My mother hugged me tightly for fear that I would get lost. Of course, I managed to get to the front because of the crowd. Huh? Then why are there so many people? I didn't know it was selling mutton skewers until I went there. My mother held it and squeezed it in. The beach owner sang and danced while tasting mutton kebabs. Look at a steaming mutton kebab being roasted, and others buy it one by one. I drooled three times and begged my mother to buy one without paying attention. On this day, my mother was finally merciful and bought me a bunch to taste the delicious food on earth. I almost dropped my tongue! My mother and I came to the stinky tofu beach in Wuhan, where the words "smelly in the world" were written. Yes, I smell a pungent smell. Mom said, "Why don't you try this with me? It is said that stinky tofu is rich in plant lactic acid bacteria, which has a good effect on conditioning the intestine and bonding the stomach! " As soon as I heard it, I knew that stinky tofu also has nutrition, so I agreed. I tasted it and it was really delicious. I don't bother to wipe my greasy mouth either. I just eat with relish. It is still fresh in my memory. With fewer people, it is much more convenient for us to move. Walking, unconsciously, I came to a small beach called "Indian Flying Cake". The stall owner is good at martial arts and can be called a "Wulin master". The stall owner put the flour on the iron plate, softened it quickly, and then threw it skillfully and easily. We are dazzled. The pie was folded in half up and down, left and right, and baked for a while. It was sweet and delicious in my mouth. ...

As the saying goes, "Food is the most important thing for the people", which is a great success for China. Different nationalities and regions also have their own characteristics in food culture. I have lived in Datong since I was a child, and I am familiar with local snacks in Datong. Beijingers often say that we Datong people "live in Jintang and eat Wowotou". But in Datong, there are many kinds of "Wowotou": yellow cake, bean jelly, oat noodle and taro, Daoxiao Noodles and so on. Each one is mouth watering. Let's call it Daoxiao Noodles! Noodles should be kneaded into a cylinder more than a foot long. When cutting noodles, people stand in front of the pot, holding noodles in one hand and cutting from top to bottom with a knife in the other. The cut noodles are triangular with the same width and length. The noodles cut by the exquisite chef are "a drop in the soup pot, a float in the air, a fresh knife, and the noodles are cut like fish jumping". Snow-white noodles with different soups and meat particles have a unique flavor. Shanxi people call it "old vinegar", so vinegar in the seasoning is essential. A spoonful of bright red Chili oil is delicious, and people can't help eating more bowls. Speaking of Daoxiao Noodles, there is another story: It is said that after the Mongolian Tatar invaded the Central Plains, in order to prevent the Han people from rebelling, every household [note: every household. Refers to everyone's home. All the metal utensils were confiscated, and every ten households could only take turns cooking with a kitchen knife. An old man wanted to make noodles with a knife, but someone else took it away first. The old man saw a thin piece of iron sheet on his way home, so he cut it with this! He put the kneaded dough on the board and held it in his left hand. He picked up the iron piece with his right hand and cut it. The best thin dough is jelly powder. Jelly crystal clear vermicelli, cut into fine noodles, served with fresh cucumber shreds and tender stewed tofu, makes people feel excited. Don't drool in a hurry. For me, vinegar and pepper are a perfect match. It seems to be arranged by heaven, and it fits together perfectly. If you want people to have a happy marriage. 】, a few drops of vinegar, a spoonful of pepper, a big full lotus seed bean, thick onion soup and garlic juice, and a bowl of fresh bean jelly are ready! The combination of white, yellow, gray, green and red makes you can't wait to enjoy it. It's too urgent to wait. Describe the urgency. [Note: Describe the way you eat fiercely and in a hurry. ] get up. Taking a few bites in your mouth, the smoothness of bean jelly and the crisp sound of lotus seeds, beans and cucumbers constitute an interesting bean jelly symphony. If you are not careful, the naughty jelly will flow down your throat and fly into the pot, and then it will turn over and be cooked soon. It's delicious. If you come to Datong, you must remember to try some snacks here. Not only feast your eyes, but also feast your eyes!

4. Who can write an article about food? I quite agree with this sentence. I can call myself a "little gourmet" because I have a good understanding of food. I can name hundreds of dishes just by name. Roast duck in Beijing, Little Sheep in Inner Mongolia, mutton buns in Xi 'an and Daoxiao Noodles in Shaanxi ... Among so many sweet and delicious foods, Mapo tofu in the mountain city of Chongqing is my favorite.

Mapo tofu is not only spicy and delicious, but also colorful. The white diced tofu stood in a neat "team" on the plate and put on "clothes" made of bright red hot sauce. It looks like a burning red flame with some tender meat foam in the middle. Green chopped green onion is scattered on the plate like a green leaf. Tofu diced with hot sauce turned into red flowers, which stood out against the green leaves. From time to time, there are waves of attractive fragrance floating on the plate, which really makes people drool!

The practice of Mapo tofu seems complicated, but it is actually very simple: cut the tofu into square pieces, let them "jump" into steaming water to heat their bodies, and then take them out for later use. Next, cut the meat into small pieces and crisp it with vegetable oil. Then, pour a proper amount of oil into the pot, turn on the switch, put the dried pepper, pepper and ginger slices prepared in advance into the oil, add diced tofu when the oil is 70-80 degrees, add a proper amount of starch, turn it over several times, add a proper amount of salt, soy sauce and bean paste, light a little white wine, and finally slowly burn it for two minutes with low fire, and add a little monosodium glutamate when it is almost out of the pot.

Eating Mapo tofu is also very particular. When eating, first put a piece of tofu on it, dip some hot sauce in the plate, and gently put it in your mouth to chew slowly. It's hemp and spicy, and that smell fills any corner of your mouth at once. I like to lick hot sauce on tofu first when I eat. Suddenly, the spicy taste of hot sauce jumped into my mouth, and then I ate tofu. Tender tofu passed through my mouth, smooth and refreshing. In this way, I have a unique flavor of Mapo tofu. If you are lucky, you can also eat a little bit of meat foam, which is crisp outside and tender inside, further adding the flavor of Mapo tofu and playing the role of finishing touch.

Well, after listening to my introduction, you have a certain understanding of Mapo tofu. Is this dish delicious? Alas, I won't talk to you. A dish of Mapo tofu is out of the pot. I, a "little gourmet", will try it. Goodbye.

If you think it's good, please adopt it. Thank you.

Knowing the Team-Donghong Sunrise

5. Scene Description Today, the sun is shining and the autumn wind is blowing gently, and we once again welcome the annual autumn campus sports meeting.

On the playground, drums were blaring, and the athletes strutted high and full of energy, waving their hands from time to time, as if to say, "Hum, today's champion belongs to me!" " "Around the playground, some cheerleaders waved their elaborate flags, some cheered for the athletes, and some even came forward to hug the athletes.

At the start of the race, the runner flew out of the starting line like an arrow as soon as the starting gun rang. Softball throwers try their best to suck and throw softball, and high jumpers run to the pedals, flying like clouds and jumping into the bunker. ...

The most tense, exciting and exciting thing is the men's 400-meter race. At first, everyone flew out of the starting line in high spirits. Gradually, their faces began to turn pale, their lips turned purple and they kept panting. The cheerleaders shouted: "Come on, come on!" The athletes heard these shouts and rushed to the finish line with all their remaining strength. "Yes! Yeah! We won! " The cheerleaders shouted.

After the game, the winning athletes were proud with certificates, and the students saw it in their eyes and enjoyed it in their hearts. The fatigue during the competition has also drifted to the outside of the cloud nine. ...

6. Write a composition about food. When I was young, I ran to the street after school. Of course, this is when I have money in my pocket. Cross the alley and cross the bridge, and you can smell the fried stinky tofu. The manager who fried stinky tofu is a thin old man with white eyebrows and beard. He always carries heavy burdens. The burden is actually a box made of wood. There are stinky tofu, soy sauce, Chili sauce and a pile of small plates in front of the box, and there is a canned bottle with several pairs of chopsticks in it. There is a small coal stove and a pot in the back box.

The old man always stands on the street corner, absorbed in frying stinky tofu. I haven't heard his shouts, but there are always many diners looking for incense in front of his little bag and standing in a circle. His stinky tofu is very distinctive. At first glance, it's dark and no different from other stinky tofu, but once it's put in the pot and taken out of it, it becomes golden and delicious, coated with a layer of soy sauce or Chili sauce (his Chili sauce is homemade, bright red, spicy and comfortable), yellow and red, very beautiful. Take a bite carefully (because it's very hot). It's yellow on the outside and white on the inside, crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. It's hot and spicy. At this time, instead of eating, I rolled my tongue and swallowed.

Old people always fry only a few slices at a time, and sell a few slices after frying, so people waiting for them are eating and others pay attention to each other. Most people who eat fried stinky tofu are women and children. It's really strange that women in Jiangnan don't eat spicy food, and when it comes to this burden, they all become "spicy girls" They have to put on a thick layer of Chili sauce, and women don't care about tenderness at this time. They ate until their lips were red, tears mixed together and hot sweat dripped down. The old man just kept saying: it's too spicy to stick, don't eat too much. After all, he didn't stop it So the old man consumes a bottle of Chili sauce every day.

At that time, my father gave me fifty cents a month, and at least half of the money was contributed to stinky tofu. A piece of stinky tofu is worth a penny, and after eating one piece, it will be quiet in one day. Sometimes I don't plan to overspend, but I will restrain myself from running there for fear of long hooks in my eyes. However, at that time, as long as I accidentally slipped onto the old man's burden, the old man would always see everything, as if he found that I didn't have a penny in my pocket, and he would smile and fry the most crisp and tender piece for me to eat. Sorry to eat for free. Dad will send me money next month, and I will return it to him immediately. The old man also accepted it, but he must fry me an extra piece of stinky tofu.

It has been more than 20 years since I left that small town in the south of the Yangtze River, and I have never eaten such delicious fried stinky tofu (although I have eaten fried stinky tofu in other cities in the south of the Yangtze River, the taste always seems to be a little worse). It always appears in my dreams, with the thin old man with white beard and white eyebrows who doesn't even know his name.

7. Write a composition on the topic of food. About 600 words mentioned my favorite food, and I remembered a riddle about this kind of food: "A flock of geese are floating in the river." What is this?

In fact, this kind of food is not special, but we rarely taste it at ordinary times, but when it comes to the Spring Festival, especially the first day of the New Year, every household is indispensable!

It's glutinous rice balls.

I like to eat dumplings and watch them float in the water. I remember one time, my mother made glutinous rice balls for me. I saw that my mother first poured glutinous rice noodles into a basin, mixed them with boiling water, and kneaded them into dough. Then she grabbed a small ball from the dough at a time, rubbed it into the shape of a steamed bun in my hand, put sugar in the middle, and then kneaded it into the shape of a ping-pong ball. When the water in the pot boils, I'll wait until they are cooked. Only an anxious and long wait. Greedy, I often secretly open the lid to watch, only to see the white ball on the bottom of the water. In a short time, a few came up first, a few after another, and gradually, they floated and fell, which was really cute.

Mother subconsciously touched my nose with her flour-covered hand. It turned out that I was already "salivating" when I looked at jiaozi in the pot. So, my mother found chopsticks and picked up some floating jiaozi from the pot. Jiaozi is steaming, but I don't care at all. I quickly put a piece in my mouth with chopsticks. It's hot, but soft and fragrant.

My mother told me that there are many kinds of fillings in jiaozi. Some people wrap vegetables in jiaozi, saying that it can prevent them from getting angry. Some people like sweet food, so they put some brown sugar powder in jiaozi. As for everyone who likes to eat jiaozi during the Spring Festival, my mother said that jiaozi symbolizes happiness and reunion, and its name represents people's good wishes for life!

8. Write a 500-word explanatory article on food. Jiaozi is one of the traditional pasta dishes of our Chinese nation, which has a history of thousands of years and is still loved by the broad masses of the people.

Jiaozi is beautifully made. The first is the making of dumpling stuffing.

The main types of dumpling stuffing are meat stuffing and vegetarian stuffing. Meat stuffing is mainly made of mutton and pork according to their own hobbies.

When making stuffing, chop the pork belly prepared in advance with a knife for 10- 15 minutes, and chop the meat. Then, add a small amount of radish or lotus root and continue to chop until chopped.

At this time, remove the leaves from the washed green onions, cut them into chopped green onions, and add appropriate amount of Jiang Mo, salt and various condiments, such as Nande seasoning, thirteen spices, monosodium glutamate, vegetable oil (appropriate amount of sesame oil) and so on. , and mix well and put it into a basin for later use. 35 composition network. 35sk If it is vegetarian, then the raw material is mainly leek scrambled eggs or egg skins.

As the saying goes, "Half of the leek egg stuffing is vermicelli." After the filling is done, roll it into pieces.

Flour should be refined or powdered. The dough is cooked and moistened for 3-5 minutes.

Then knead the dough into strips the thickness of walnuts and cut them into diamond-shaped blocks the size of dates. Rolling pins are also very learned.

First of all, it varies with the stuffing: the meat stuffing should be thicker and the vegetarian stuffing should be thinner. Skilled noodle rolling technology requires two hands to cooperate properly, move at the same time, push and pull freely, advance and retreat freely, and the rolled noodles are round and symmetrical, which is simply art.

After the dough is rolled, it's time to start wrapping. Jiaozi has several shapes.

The most common one is the one with two sharp points like a crescent moon. When wrapping, be sure to pinch the dough tightly with your index finger and thumb, otherwise it will rot easily after cooking.

35sk stuffing should be appropriate, not too much and not too little. If there is too much skin, you can't hold it; if there is not enough, jiaozi will not be full. Packaged jiaozi can also be placed in two ways, one is straight and the other is circle.

Jiaozi in neat rows is flying in the air like a wild goose, which is very beautiful. Jiaozi must wait for the water to boil before putting it into the pot, and then push it with a spoon to avoid sticking to the bottom of the pot.

At this time, the fire should be strong and fierce. Generally, three rolls of water are suitable for jiaozi meat stuffing, and two rolls of vegetarian stuffing are also acceptable.

At this time, jiaozi, who was flattered by the delicious food, went out of the pot. Friend, please accept my invitation and come to my home when you think it is appropriate.

I will personally wrap you up in a delicious jiaozi.

9. About the composition of food, here are a lot of foods. Lz can choose one or several foods to write this composition according to his familiarity and liking.

Delicious buns are often said to be delicious, but I don't know how they taste until I have tasted them. This afternoon, my parents took me to the steamed stuffed bun shop to open my eyes and eat.

I finally got what I wanted that day. Steamed bread is whisked, thin skin, there seems to be a bag of juice inside. They are small and exquisite, shaped like pagodas, translucent and strong, crystal clear and yellow, and the fragrance at the top of the tower overflows with the wind, shaped like steamed bread. No wonder it's called steamed buns. Generally, there are ten steamed buns in a cage. Each steamed bun is like a small snowball, but there is a pothole on it. I was intoxicated before the aroma came up.

I can't wait to swallow the whole steamed bread in one gulp. A cage of steamed bread came up and I sat in the chair. Steamed bread gives off a faint fragrance.

As soon as I smell this fragrance, I can't help but gulp it down. Hardly had he picked up a "chubby" and stuffed it into his mouth when he began to fight back.

My stomach is growling with hunger at the moment, and I want to open my mouth wide and swallow four steamed buns in one gulp. So I carefully picked up the steamed stuffed bun with chopsticks, because I took a small bite and the juice ran into my mouth like a tribe.

I dipped it in a little vinegar and put it in my mouth. The meat is loose and soft. As soon as I chewed it, its meat suddenly loosened and it was delicious. My mother said, "To eat steamed stuffed buns, you should first dip in vinegar, gently bite a hole, suck up the delicious soup inside, and then eat the skin and meat." The delicious essence of steamed stuffed bun is in the soup.

I eat according to my mother's method. The soup is fresh, thin and tender. It is really delicious. I really don't know if I won't eat steamed stuffed bun for a while, but once I eat it, I won't forget it.

I wolfed it down. Its meat is full, and a mouthful of fresh, thick and salty makes you want to eat.

So I pestered my mother to buy another guest. How can I put it down when my aunt brought it with a smile? After eating one mouthful after another, I was full of fragrance and smacked my lips. I couldn't help but admire: "Beauty! It's really delicious. " Blink of an eye and wiped out, touched the bulging belly, added a mouth, the rest is unfinished.

How's it going? Are you excited? It's better to run around and eat steamed buns at home! Fried stinky tofu This is a unique local snacks in winter in the south of the Yangtze River. When I was young, I ran to the street after school. Of course, this is when I have money in my pocket.

Cross the alley and cross the bridge, and you can smell the fried stinky tofu. The manager who fried stinky tofu is a thin old man with white eyebrows and beard. He always carries heavy burdens. The burden is actually a box made of wood. There are stinky tofu, soy sauce, Chili sauce and a pile of small plates in front of the box, and there is a canned bottle with several pairs of chopsticks in it.

There is a small coal stove and a pot in the back box. The old man always stands on the street corner, absorbed in frying stinky tofu.

I haven't heard his shouts, but there are always many diners looking for incense in front of his little bag and standing in a circle. His stinky tofu is very distinctive. At first glance, it's dark and no different from other stinky tofu, but once it's put in the pot and taken out of it, it becomes golden and delicious, coated with a layer of soy sauce or Chili sauce (his Chili sauce is homemade, bright red, spicy and comfortable), yellow and red, very beautiful.

Take a bite carefully (because it's very hot). It's yellow on the outside and white on the inside, crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. It's hot and spicy. At this time, instead of eating, I rolled my tongue and swallowed. Old people always fry only a few slices at a time, and sell a few slices after frying, so people waiting for them are eating and others pay attention to each other.

Most people who eat fried stinky tofu are women and children. It's really strange that women in Jiangnan don't eat spicy food, and when it comes to this burden, they all become "spicy girls" They have to put on a thick layer of Chili sauce, and women don't care about tenderness at this time. They ate until their lips were red, tears mixed together and hot sweat dripped down. The old man just kept saying: it's too spicy to stick, don't eat too much.

After all, he didn't stop it So the old man consumes a bottle of Chili sauce every day.

At that time, my father gave me fifty cents a month, and at least half of the money was contributed to stinky tofu. A piece of stinky tofu is worth a penny, and after eating one piece, it will be quiet in one day.

Sometimes I don't plan to overspend, but I will restrain myself from running there for fear of long hooks in my eyes. However, at that time, as long as I accidentally slipped onto the old man's burden, the old man would always see everything, as if he found that I didn't have a penny in my pocket, and he would smile and fry the most crisp and tender piece for me to eat.

Sorry to eat for free. Dad will send me money next month, and I will return it to him immediately. The old man also accepted it, but he must fry me an extra piece of stinky tofu. It has been more than 20 years since I left that small town in the south of the Yangtze River, and I have never eaten such delicious fried stinky tofu (although I have eaten fried stinky tofu in other cities in the south of the Yangtze River, the taste always seems to be a little worse).

It always appears in my dreams, with the thin old man with white beard and white eyebrows who doesn't even know his name. I've only eaten meat and bone porridge once.

It was a Sunday morning in winter in Jiangnan, and my thrifty aunt suddenly offered to take me to eat meat and bone porridge. I was flattered and followed her all the way for fear that she would suddenly change her mind.

Go along Qingshiban Road, cross the bustling food market and turn into an alley. Far away, I saw a small shop with white fog, and I heard the sound of an iron spoon knocking on the edge of the pot.

My aunt led me into the shop, which was full. Everyone is sipping this meat and bone porridge, which seems really delicious.

The proprietress led us into the inner kitchen and said apologetically, "Let's eat here." The proprietress is a 40-year-old woman with ear-long hair and a black hairpin carefully pinned behind her ear.

I was afraid that menstruation would get cold feet and run away, so I quickly made my own decision and said, "Yes, yes." As a result, menstruation got two dirty eyes.

"Ok, a bowl of meat and bone porridge." The proprietress grabbed the big iron spoon in one hand and uncovered the big pot cover in the other. Suddenly, a heat wave swept the smell of porridge.

She stirred the pot with a big iron spoon.