Fried egg cake composition

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Omelet composition 1 It's another morning. I get up early and want to do something for my family. Cooking rice porridge is too monotonous! Fried eggs, please. Omelette? This is acceptable.

I think dad used to make batter when he fried egg cakes. Very simple, put flour and eggs! Soon, flour was everywhere on the wall, on the ground, on the stove, including me. I don't know where I got the courage to go on doing it as if nothing had happened. In order to make it golden, I specially put four eggs.

Finally, with my unremitting efforts, a golden batter was born!

Next, we're going to start frying egg cakes. First, turn on the gas stove and turn the fire to medium heat. Then pour the batter into the pot and shake it back and forth to make the batter evenly heated. You can also use a spoon if you can. Of course not! Because I just bumped into it confidently, and the eggs flew out. So we can only fire one more. At this time, my father woke up. He got dressed and came to the kitchen. He was dumbfounded in an instant, as if he were a statue. But I don't know. I continued to fry the second cake. Soon, the second cake was ready. Just as I was holding it for my mother to taste, I saw an angry father. I immediately put down the omelet and ran back to my room.

Later, I was scolded by my father, and my mood plummeted like a pot of cold water poured on the flame of passion. I won't make an omelet next time!

Omelette Composition 2 Each of us has many firsts, the first time to cook, the first time to ride a bike ... The most impressive thing is the first time to fry an omelet.

My first omelet is about to start.

Today, I was doing my homework when I suddenly heard the sound of "goo goo". It turned out that my stomach was urging me, and I couldn't help thinking of omelets.

I first took a bowl and took out three eggs. The egg is oval, like a lovely baby face. I knocked on the egg a few times on the edge of the bowl, and it seemed that there was a gap. I opened the eggs carefully and poured them into the bowl. Egg yolk is like a sparkling little sun, and egg liquid flows out like peanut oil. I picked up chopsticks and stirred them quickly. Soon, the yolk and the egg liquid merged together.

Then, I turned on the baking pan and started heating. After heating, I poured some oil into the electric baking pan, and the oil immediately jumped up. Then, I poured the stirred eggs in, and soon some white bubbles appeared on the edge of the omelet, just like golden flowers. I took a shovel to wash the eggs back and forth, and then added some salt. Ah, delicious. But I accidentally blew it up. What a pity! My "three, three and four" failed. The last effort finally succeeded. I watched the eggs turn yellow in the pot, and I was secretly happy! Looking at the golden eggs in the bowl is sweeter than eating honey!

This is my first experience of frying egg cakes, which makes me understand that I can't do anything half-heartedly, but concentrate!

As Rawls said: "Faith, faith is worthless, but as long as you have perseverance, it will appreciate rapidly."

Grade 5, Tushan Town Central Primary School, Yantai, Shandong Province: Sun

Fried egg cake composition 3 One weekend morning, my mother cooked my favorite food-egg cake. After dinner, I go to do my homework. Near lunch, I asked, "Mom, can you make me an omelet at noon?" Mom said: "It is not suitable for eating egg rolls at noon, but at night." I said, "OK", but can I make some omelets myself? "Mom said," yes. "

In the afternoon, my mother asked me to go to the store to buy some ingredients for making omelet: onions, eggs, flour and so on. When I got home, I found that time suddenly became so slow! When on earth can I make an omelet? I watched TV while observing whether it was day or night outside. I fell asleep watching it.

It was getting dark, so my mother woke me up and asked me to make an omelet. First, my mother told me the process of making a cake, and then she gave me a demonstration. First, she found a basin, poured some flour into it, and then beat two eggs there and stirred them into batter. Then she opened a hot pot and put the oil in it. The pot was hot, so she poured a spoonful of batter and turned it into a circle. She had to turn over from time to time and say it was time to stick the pot. I think it's very simple, so I'm eager to show my talents. I began to imitate my mother's appearance: boil, put oil and make pancakes, but I was in a hurry and couldn't fry them well, either burnt or broken. The omelet I made not only didn't turn, but also didn't look like it. Alas, it turns out that making egg rolls also requires technology!

Later, I learned my lesson. According to my mother's instructions, I waited patiently for the pan to be hot, poured oil, fished noodles, and turned over the bread when it was dry ... Finally, I made a delicious omelet. I'm so happy! There are rectangular egg rolls and heart-shaped egg rolls, and I can't tell what shape they are. Although it looks a little ugly, it's delicious. I feel beautiful after eating the fruits of my labor.

I carefully selected the ones with good shapes and colors for my family to taste, and watched them eat sweetly, not to mention how proud they were!

This is my first time to fry an omelet. Doing housework this time made me understand my mother's hard work, and also let me know that patience can be done in everything.

On Sunday, I will make an egg pancake and experience making breakfast.

My mother usually cooks egg pancakes. I only did it twice. The first fried cake becomes an "egg cake", which is not only unpalatable, but also disgusting to everyone. The second time, it turned into a half-cooked egg pancake without turning to the middle.

I must succeed this time. Into the kitchen, I scooped a bowl of flour, took a pair of chopsticks, beat an egg, and added water while stirring. There is enough water. I try to stir the flour in the bowl. After a while, I added a little salt, a little wine and a little soy sauce. I add the chopped ham sausage and chopped green onion and stir again. My hands are very sour, but the flour doesn't dissolve in the water. I slowed down and gained a little strength. I continued to stir, and when my hands were exhausted, flour, salt, soy sauce of eggs and old wine blended together. I opened the electric baking pan, adjusted the mode, sprinkled a little salad oil, shoveled the salad oil to every corner of the electric baking pan with a wooden shovel, and poured the "water" mixed with seasonings such as eggs and flour into the electric baking pan. Quickly shovel the flour on the surface to every corner with a wooden shovel. Who knows that the start is unfavorable, the force is too strong, and the flour is split in two. I thought I could write my composition by finishing the egg pancakes earlier. Less than a minute after frying the reverse side, I turned it over and fried the front side. Ten minutes later, my egg pancake was baked. I am complacent about my finished work. This time, it was well done, probably because the heat was not enough. Some egg pancakes are not cooked yet, and some are still raw flour, but they taste good with ham and chopped green onion. I named the third fried cake "egg cake with tender outside and tender inside".

I didn't succeed this time, but I'm sure I can make real egg pancakes next time.

Omelet composition 5 One day, I was watching TV when a sudden fragrance came to my face. I followed the smell to the kitchen and saw my mother frying eggs, so I wanted to try it.

I did what my mother did. First, I beat the eggs and pour the egg liquid into the pot. I'm thinking: if I succeed this time, I can fry eggs myself later. When I was still immersed in fantasy, a smell of paste brought me back to reality. I know, eggs are mushy! I picked up a spatula and shoveled the egg down. Who knows, the egg and the bottom of the pot seem to be stuck with 502 glue, and I can't shovel it down. Finally, I managed to shovel the egg down. I took a sip, really just a sip, but I spit it out on the spot. Oh, my God, that smell.

Then I tried it several times. Sometimes the salt is beaten unevenly in eggs, one is very light and the other is extremely salty. Sometimes there is too much salt, and the whole thing is salty, but dad says it's delicious. I tried several times and found a secret: if you want to eat lightly, put half a teaspoon of salt; Put a spoonful of salt if it tastes heavy.

With previous experience, I tried again: I took out two beaten eggs from the refrigerator, then put them in a bowl when the eggs were not paying attention, and then mixed them with salt, chopped green onion and other seasonings. Brush a layer of butter or ordinary oil in the pan. When the oil is hot, pour in the beaten egg liquid. When you hear a beep, it means you are not far from success. Just fry it until it is golden, and then turn it over with a spatula.

This is my first successful fried egg. It let me know that failure is not terrible, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will succeed.

On the morning of National Day, my mother said to my sister and me, "Shall I make fried eggs and pancakes for you today?" I said, "OK, OK, I'll learn to do it!" "

So mom started to do it. Mother took out a small basin, put half a basin of flour in it, knocked three eggs at the edge of the basin, opened them, poured them into the basin, added some water and salt, and then stirred them with a pair of chopsticks. Wow! There are so many pimples in it! I asked my mother, "Mom, why is there a pimple in the flour?" Mother stirred and said, "Because some flour has been soaked in water, some have not been soaked in water, and water is stuck outside the soaked place, but the flour inside is still dry, and a knot in my heart is formed." I see. Mother kept stirring, stirring, and slowly, the big pimple became smaller and the small pimple disappeared. At this time, my mother added some chopped leeks and stirred them again. Take a frying pan, put some oil in it, turn the pan, the oil will stick to the bottom of the pan, put a spoonful of freshly stirred batter in it, turn the pan, wow! There is a cake on the bottom of the pot. After a while, turn the cake over with a shovel and fry it for a while. A golden egg roll will be fine. Smelling the fragrance, I couldn't wait to pick up the cake and send it to my mouth. It's so hot and fragrant. I will try my best to do it in the future!

Fried egg cake composition 7 Every time I see my mother cooking, I can't help but pick up a spatula and learn from my mother. Then one day, my mother taught me to cook. The first thing I learned was the omelet I ate in Favorite. I wrote down the whole process every time.

One morning, mom and dad were sleeping. I'm starving. I went to the kitchen to find something to eat. I didn't find anything to eat. Maybe I ate it all! Suddenly, I remembered to make an omelet myself. I took out some eggs, flour and a blender from the refrigerator. First, I grabbed two handfuls of flour and put them in the pot. Then I beat two eggs into it. I added water, sugar if I like sweet food, and a little salt if I like salty food. I am a sweet child. Of course, I put sugar in it. I began to stir with a blender, and when I saw the color of the eggs blended with the flour, the flour was blended. Then take out the pan, pour a little oil into the pan, not too much, wipe the oil all over the bottom of the pan with a spatula, and when the oil temperature is a little hot, scoop a spoonful of mixed noodles into the pan and start pancakes with low heat. The first cake is a little burnt. Let's continue to make the second cake. The second cake was very successful, and the third and fourth cakes were fried in ten minutes. I want to wake up my parents and let them taste my masterpiece!

Seeing the surprised expression on my mother's face, I proudly said; Please try my omelet. Dad has been eating. I asked him if he was delicious. He cheered again and again! At this time, my heart is also sweet.

Omelette Composition 8 On Sunday morning, my mother went to work. My stomach is growling, which is the rhythm of hunger, but my mother is not at home. Come on, make yourself a delicious breakfast egg pancake. Thinking of this, I ran to the kitchen.

If you want to make delicious egg pancakes, you must use these materials: flour, sugar, milk and eggs. I started my gourmet journey with these materials!

Step one, stir the flour juice. Scoop a spoonful of flour, add a spoonful of sugar first, and then add two spoonfuls of milk more than flour. The milk should be poured in several times and stirred to the end at one time until the flour juice is as thick as the concentrated juice.

Step two, add the eggs. Mixing one or two eggs not only makes the pancakes golden and attractive, but also makes them soft and fragrant. It's really delicious and beautiful! You see, my requirement for food is authentic, delicious and delicious.

Step three, put the batter in the pot. Add a small amount of peanut oil to the electric baking pan. When the oil smokes slightly, slowly pour in the mixed flour juice, and then scrape the flour juice into a big circle with a wooden shovel. Suddenly, a smell of milk came to my face, gently stirring the bread to make it evenly heated. Ok, turn it over, ah! Golden, golden, how tempting! Don't worry, wait for the other side of the cake, and it will turn golden yellow slowly. Are you ripe? I thought to myself, suddenly remembering my mother's words, both sides turned golden yellow, that is, cooked. Waving little Mu's shovel, a pancake with golden sides flew from the pot into the plate.

A delicious hot egg pancake will do. You can also do it yourself. Maybe you have your own ideas and can make delicious and special pancakes!

Fried egg cake composition 9 Before the cake was served, I couldn't wait at the table. I envy my mother's unique skills, and I can't fry them with my eyes closed. "Good mommy, for my sincerity's sake, just teach the baby to make one?" I rubbed my mother, and she readily agreed.

"Beat the eggs first, then put the seasoning, stop, stop, don't fire, pour the oil first." "Well, the baby can, you can watch your TV series, goodbye, the baby won't send it!" I kicked mom out before she finished. Can such a simple thing be true, Princess Ben? I am reincarnated as a fairy.

I picked a big egg in the refrigerator and slammed it into the bowl without hesitation. As a result, it got off to a bad start and spilled all over the floor. If only my mother could give me a hand at this time, speak of the devil-my mother appeared behind me, and I quickly requested "international rescue"!

"Pour cold oil into the pot and wipe it, so it won't stick to the pot. Moreover, it must be cooked before eating. " Mommy, the baby just asked you for guidance, I didn't ask you to make a long speech. If you go any further, the eggs will be burnt!

I made a second PK with eggs according to my mother's method. Drawing lessons from the previous lesson, I did it quickly. "Come on, try this princess's craft, will you?" "Well, yes, try to catch up with my cooking!" Alas, mom is really not modest!

Although my cooking is not as good as my mother's "master", it's still good!

Omelet composition 10 Our family has recently made a new move: omelet. This dish is delicious, but it doesn't burn easily, so I'm going to cook it myself.

The chef's father taught me to do it. I am a student. Dad brought flour, put it in a big bowl and stirred it with a big stick. I watched my father so relaxed, so I picked up a stick and stirred it myself. "Hey" is really heavy! I cried, and with great effort, I finally got the flour sticky. Dad told me how to do it: "Step two, tear a big piece from the inside." I quickly tore it off, put it on a board, picked up the stick in front and hammered it hard on the dough until it was flat. As soon as my father gave the order, I put the dough in the pot and fired. Dad opened the refrigerator, took out an egg and handed it to me while commanding: "Break this egg and pour it in the middle of the dough." I took a step back when I looked at my father and the burning fire. Dad understood my idea, stepped forward, grabbed my hand, knocked hard on the pot for acceptance, opened the eggshell with both hands, and let the yolk and egg white flow to the center of the dough. Now just wait until the dough is cooked. I stared at the pot intently, and in a short time, the pot turned from white to yellow and from yellow to gold. Dad began to command the signal again: "Come on, put some ham sausage, add some onions, overlap it and turn it over!" " "On the surface, I obeyed. I chopped the ham and onions, poured them into the pot and turned the dough over, but I thought to myself," God, this job is so hard to do! "

After a while, I stopped making an omelet.

I was so happy that I proudly said to my father, "We have another little chef in our family!" " "Dad said," Make your own breakfast tomorrow! " "This really makes me in distress situation.

Omelette composition 1 1 "Eighteen martial arts, everything is a good show." Other people's specialties are calligraphy, painting, dancing and singing ... My specialty is omelet.

I used to eat my grandma's egg rolls since I was a child. Egg cake is our family's breakfast and a glass of milk. I like to eat omelets since I was a child, so I took grandma as my teacher. But my grandmother refused to accept me as an apprentice, so I had to stick to her every day. Grandma couldn't help me, so she had to secretly tell me the ingredients in the kitchen and the order of omelets. Next, I saw 1 omelet. I took bread, eggs and leeks out of the refrigerator. Then wash the leek and cut it into small dices. Break the eggs and pour them into the bowl. Pour leeks into eggs and stir. Wash the pan, pour in the oil, add the cake when the oil is hot, pour the egg liquid on the table, turn it over, shape it, and fry until both sides are golden and cooked. In the process of chatting with grandma, I smelled a burning smell. My grandmother pointed to the pot, and I shouted, "Ah-ah-my omelet is fried." Unwilling to blow up another one, I finally succeeded.

Everybody get up, brush your teeth and wash your face, and have breakfast. Dad ate and said, "Who fried the omelet today?" What's the difference in taste? ""is it not delicious? " I asked my father doubtfully.

"No, this omelet tastes a bit like your grandmother's fried omelet. Delicious! " Dad missed grandma and said with tears in his eyes.

Every day after that, I got up early, fried eggs and boiled milk for them to drink. My family praised me for my omelet!

When I came home from school, even my younger brother called "Sister, I want to eat an omelet, please make it for me!" " "

My specialty is omelet. What about yours?

Fried egg cake composition 12 today, my mother and I said, "mom, I want to try to make egg cakes for you and dad at night."

So, when we got home at night, we started making omelets.

First of all, prepare flour, eggs, sausages, onions, salt, sugar, a small bowl of water and other materials.

Next, take out a big bowl, put 6-7 spoonfuls of flour in the bowl, then beat two eggs into the flour, pour salt, sugar and water into the big bowl, and mix with the flour and egg liquid in the big bowl to make a paste.

Next, put some oil in the pot, spread the oil evenly on the pot, and then spread the batter evenly into a big circle. After spreading the batter, turn on the induction cooker, select the frying function, fry slowly with a small fire, and then turn over with a shovel to continue frying. At this time, put some chopped green onion and ham on the cake.

Finally, turn off the induction cooker and fold the fried egg roll in half and put it on the plate. In this way, the fragrant omelet is ready. My mouth watered when I smelled the fragrance.

After frying all the egg rolls, my mother asked me to clean up the used bowls, chopsticks and kitchen utensils and put them back in place, turn off the power of the induction cooker and clean the countertop.

Through working at night, I understand that everything needs patience and can't be anxious. After everything is done, I will learn to tidy up and put the used things back, so that I can find them quickly when I use them next time. At the same time, I also understand the hard work of my parents when they do housework. When I am at home, I should help my parents do more things I can.

I found that my fried omelet was really delicious!

Omelette composition 13 Today, when Teacher Yang was online, she talked about how each of us got our little life, saying that there was only one winner in 200 million cells. My mother was really hard when she was pregnant with me, and she had to take care of me when she was born. She hasn't had a complete sleep for many years.

Women's Day is in a few days, and we can take this opportunity to express our gratitude to our mother. I thought about it and decided to make my mother her favorite omelet.

I can't wait to run to the kitchen to prepare the ingredients after class. Take out a bowl and wash it first, then pour in white flour and some water. Stir the water while pouring until the flour turns into a thin batter, then add an egg and stir well. Next, take out the pot and wash it, put it on the gas stove to boil the water inside, and then pour in a little oil. When the oil is heated to seven minutes, pour two spoonfuls of batter into the center of the pot, pick up the pot and turn it left and right to make the batter evenly fill the pot. After frying for two minutes, the cake will slowly turn golden, then turn the cake over and continue frying. When it is fried golden on both sides, it can be served on a plate. Squeeze a little sour and sweet tomato sauce and roll it up, and a delicious omelet will be finished.

I excitedly took the omelet to my mother, who ate it and praised it again and again: Son, your omelet is better than my mother's!

On Saturday, my parents went out to work, my grandmother went out to play, and I was alone at home.

It's almost twelve o'clock, "Goo Goo-",ah, my stomach is protesting. There is no one at home, so I have to cook by myself. What are you doing? Make an omelet.

I took an egg in the refrigerator, beat it in a bowl, and mixed it with some flour. I cleaned the pot, put it on the stove, turned on the gas stove, and poured the oil into the pot when it was hot. Because it was the first time to cook, I was afraid that oil would spill on me, so when the pot was hot, I took out my father's helmet and put on it, put on rubber boots, put on my grandmother's apron and put a scarf around my neck, as if I were going to war. It's finally time to start making omelets. I poured all the flour and egg liquid into the pot, and immediately, the sound of "Zizi" sounded, and I jumped away while screaming with fear. Seeing that there was no danger, I walked slowly back. I saw that the egg liquid slowly solidified and there were many bubbles on it. Just then, the pot exploded with a bang. God, it's a good thing I'm "armed to the teeth", otherwise I'll be badly burned. I gently turned over the mixture of flour and eggs and watched them continue to solidify ... well, the fragrance floated out, and I took a deep breath and my mouth watered. A few minutes later, I saw that the omelets turned brown. I guessed that they were ripe, so I carefully put them on the plate. At this moment, the door creaked and grandma came back. She couldn't breathe when she saw my clothes and the rubbish on the ground.

Making an omelet this time made me realize that no matter what I do, I should try bravely. As the saying goes, where there is a will, there is a way.

Omelette composition 15 In a blink of an eye, the summer vacation is almost over, and I haven't finished the homework assigned by the teacher-learn a housework. In the morning, I saw my mother frying an omelet, so I said, "Mom, why don't you teach me how to make an omelet?" Mom agreed.

Mom asked me to make one myself first. I heated the pot first, and shoveled some oil into the pot with a shovel. As soon as the oil entered the pot, it boiled and made a crackling noise. I was so scared that I quickly hid behind the door. Then, I put the mixed egg liquid into the pot. After a few seconds, I shoveled it, but the first one failed before the cake was formed. I was unwilling, so I made a few more. Soon, several failed egg rolls appeared.

Mom came in to see how it was going. She saw me and the omelet at sixes and sevens, and began to teach me hand in hand. Mom said, "Your first omelet is because you shovel it too fast. You should shake the oil evenly and the egg liquid evenly before making it." The second is because you can't shovel well. Do you want to see its edge tilt up before shoveling? You can shovel when you lean; The third is because you spread it too thin and were shoveled into a ball ... "My mother explained it very carefully and I listened carefully. After a while, I understood the main points.

I tried to fire a few more, and finally succeeded! I ate my own omelet and my heart was full of joy.