Excellent composition for cooking.

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Excellent composition of cooking 1 Put what you need in the right heat, open the lid, serve, enjoy the process and get the finished product. It's called food, and it's also fate.

I like cooking. I don't know where to start. I like to stand in the kitchen and sort the dishes I bought. I like to listen to the sound of fire heating oil and boiling water … but that's just love, not love. I love the process of cooking. I spread my ingredients evenly on the dish, and the fragrance floated out in the pot. That feeling is better than eating. The food is still frying in the pot, and the taste is already in the heart. Cover the pot and listen to the sound to know when to put salt and when to cook. These are all realized by heart.

Because I am not satisfied with the dishes, I often study some new dishes by myself and keep in mind the contents and benefits. It is said that cooking is like being a man, and it may be discovered in the process of cooking. As long as you prepare every dish carefully, you can learn a lot from it. Even if you don't realize it for a while, you can taste your own cooking with your heart, and there will always be a lot of gains.

Cooking gives me a good feeling, because my grandmother always conjures up my favorite dishes in her hands. Grandma took me when I was a child. Whenever she wants to cook, I will watch her cook and stand on it with a small stool. When the dishes are still cooking in the pot, grandma will put a little on her mouth to cool it. At this time, I will quietly swallow saliva, and then grandma will put food in my mouth with a smile in my eager eyes. Every time, it tastes just right. At that time, watching grandma cook was my greatest pleasure.

When I was older, grandma went home. I have no choice but to cook by myself. After repeated failures, I finally understood the skill and regarded it as a kind of enjoyment. Now, satisfy not only your stomach, but also your heart. But after all, it only has its own taste, and there is always a taste that I once missed most.

The process of cooking is a life. Be careful every time you put blind ingredients. Wrong changes the nature of the whole dish. But don't be afraid of making mistakes, because the amount of materials depends on yourself. All you need is immersion and enjoyment.

Dad is so busy that he hardly has time to cook for us. Today is Sunday, and my parents don't have to go to work. My father told me and my mother that we haven't eaten braised pork for a long time. Shall we eat braised pork at noon today? Braised pork is a famous dish in the history of our family. I learned it from an old soldier when my father was a soldier. My father has always been proud of it. My father often said it was "authentic" braised pork, which was delicious, smooth and not greasy. We all agree with each other. When my father said that he would shine brilliantly today, my mother and I clapped our hands and cheered happily.

It's almost noon, and my father began to prepare the ingredients for braised pork. I ran to the kitchen and saw that my father prepared pork belly with skin, soy sauce, salt, sugar, cooking wine, star anise, cinnamon, chives and ginger. ...

Officially started to cook braised pork! I saw my father scrape the hair off the skinned pork belly, wash it with clear water and cut it into large pieces five centimeters square. Blanch it with hot water again and add some cooking wine. Dad said cooking wine can remove odor. This process is mainly to remove dirt and blood foam. After blanching, put the pork belly into an empty bowl for later use.

Then dad poured a little oil into the pot, and then put two spoonfuls of sugar. After saccharification, dad put the sliced ginger and leek into the pot and stir-fry. After stir-frying, dad put the pork belly in, stir-fry it for a while on high fire, add soy sauce, a little salt, an octagonal and a piece of cinnamon, and then dad added a bowl of water. Dad said he would cook it with a big fire. After boiling, dad added diced carrots, covered the lid and turned to low heat. Dad told me that there is no need to put carrots in authentic braised pork. We put carrots to balance nutrition, so that our families will not get fat and be healthier ~

After about twenty minutes, the water in the pot is almost gone. Dad put leek, salt and chicken essence into the pot and took it out. A bowl of extremely delicious carrot braised pork is ready!

"Come-"Dad put the braised pork on the table. Immediately, the fragrance came to the nose. "Let me have a taste! Let me try it ~ "My mother and I can't wait to get to the table, and each of us put a piece of braised pork in our mouth-tender! That's great. It is really delicious! My mother and I can't help tasting it piece by piece. Seeing that we were so excited, dad smiled and said to us, "How about I cook braised pork for you as long as I have time in the future?" "good!" My mother and I are happy to say yes in unison! As I ate, I thought, "Dad's cooking is really delicious. I will learn to cook in the future to make my cooking more delicious. "

With the end of a week's night market sales, another week's busy life began. In the middle of this week, I will soon become the head of the family, so that my parents who work hard every day can relax and grow up.

What should I do? What's delicious? Pork ribs? Chicken wings? I sat on the sofa and began to rack my brains for my first lunch. All I can think of is my favorite food, but I can't remember what my parents like to eat. I can't help blushing and asking my mother, Mom, what do you like to eat? I'll make it for you. Mom thought about it and said, just eat melon. You like it too.

Cooking has started! According to my father's instructions, I first picked a chubby little white wax gourd from a lot of vegetables and began to peel it. But the question also follows, where should the round wax gourd be cut? I looked at the lovely little wax gourd and thought. Yes, cut it into pieces and then cut it. I can't help admiring my little wisdom. Soon, sections of peeled and cut into neat small pieces were put into the plate. With the preparation of onion, ginger, garlic and meat, the cooking stage begins immediately. When the oil was poured in and the meat was put in, the pot began to crackle, exploding everywhere like electricity leakage, and some even hit me, which woke me up and hid me far away. I'm worried again. What should I do? It's too hot. I'm trying again. By the way, just put on my mother's leather gloves for washing clothes. So I put on my leather gloves and returned to the battlefield. Pour the wax gourd, sprinkle some salt, pour some soy sauce, and everything is going on in an orderly way. Put the lid on, and I started staring at the clock in a daze. It will only take 10 minutes. Hope it's delicious! I waited anxiously, and the time became extremely long. Clap your hands, it's time! I hurried to the kitchen and lifted the lid, and a smell of vegetables came to my face with the hot air. I took the dish out in a hurry and took a bite first, regardless of the scalding. After I was burned and ran around, I finally put my heart down and it tasted good.

I put the baby on the dining table and took a deep breath when I saw mom and dad smiling happily after tasting it. Alas, it's not easy to cook a dish! Now I really realize how much effort my parents have put into everything, and how happy a dish is to be recognized!

In fact, while cooking this dish, I also brought myself a bowl of chicken soup for the soul. It means that I will grow up again, and I will learn a lot from cooking. I have to think carefully every step of the way. After all, the taste will not be perfect without the seasoning I add. Add all the ingredients, this may be another place I want to learn.

On Friday evening, the teacher assigned an assignment-cooking a dish. I made scrambled eggs, which were badly cooked and burnt.

When I got home at night, I "announced" my task to my mother. Mom said, "As long as it's your task, I'll give you 100 support!" " "

In the kitchen, my mother taught me attentively. She told me, "break the eggs first and put them in the bowl." Stir quickly. Oh, dear! Don't stir like this, turn with chopsticks! All right! That's it! Put the salt quickly. Why did you put so much? It must be salty! "As soon as my mother spoke, I was in a hurry under her command. The eggs are finally ready.

"Quick, quick oiling! Oh, dear! Why do you put so much? " One voice after another surrounded me like waves. I was about to pour eggs into the pot, but my mother said loudly, "Put it down, put it down until the oil is hot."

I don't know when the oil is hot. My mother told me to put my hands on the oil. If my hands feel hot, that's fine. When the oil was hot, my mother said anxiously, "Quick-put the eggs!" "Under her control, I picked up the eggs and ran quickly to the vegetable pot. Unexpectedly, my foot slipped and fell, and the egg liquid blossomed on the ground.

My mother had to stop making a fire because all the eggs were spilled. Unfortunately, she said, "Hey, I have to do it again!" " "Although my mother complained, she still worked hard to help me mop the floor and clean up the mess.

The second time, I asked my mother to wait for me outside the kitchen. I beat the eggs in a bowl and stirred them quickly with chopsticks. With the first time, I am familiar with it this time. When it is mixed, I will put salt in the egg.

After that, I shot. The oil is hot, so I quickly pour the eggs into the pot. When the eggs are solidified together, I turn the eggs with a shovel. When I turned it over again, I found that the egg was burnt. Finally, the eggs are fried.

When it's done, I'll take out the scrambled eggs for my mother to taste. My mother took a bite and just shouted, "It's delicious!" "I also tasted it. Bah, it's terrible. It's much worse than mom's cooking.

Looking at my mother's smiling face, I thought, such a bad food is delicious. It turns out that my mother said it was delicious to encourage me. Thought of here, I can't help crying. ...

Although cooking for the first time was not very delicious, it made me realize my mother's difficulty and her love for me.

Excellent composition for cooking 5? Who is doing "careful work"? If you see a little girl and a loving and simple grandmother making a delicate "work of art" together, then you are "quite right". That's right. Then grandma and I cook a dish together. I am a headless fly, so I will go where I am, or grandma will take me to the food market to find raw materials!

We went to the vegetable market first. Hey! Like a flood, there are old people, young people and children ..... People are constantly shuttling through the crowd, fearing that good food will be bought by others. We need some lettuce, ten raw eggs (don't think I want so much, I just want one) and two carrots (as before). Grandma told me that carrots should be long and thick. I immediately found two and bought them. After a while, everything is ready, it's time to go!

According to this book. First, I picked some fresh lettuce and put the vegetables evenly and neatly on the plate. The first step is finally completed! But I always feel something is wrong. Where is it? Why is it different from the food bought back? I sent grandma an sos distress signal. Grandma ran to watch it with me. Grandma found the problem at a glance. I'm confused. It's wrong to put coriander next to lettuce! Ok, the next step is to boil eggs. I put an ordinary egg in the pot. I waited for 20 minutes. Wow! Delicious eggs are out of the pot! It's mouth watering! But I can't eat now. Well, we can only wait for another time. I carefully put the egg on the chopping board and let it cool. After a while, I took a small kitchen knife, cut it in half at the back of the egg, and then cut it down at the center of the other half. Hey, aren't these two ears of the little rabbit? Now placed symmetrically on both sides of the lettuce. Then put the rabbit head on, and a rabbit head is ready. Then, I took out two small pieces of chocolate from the cupboard to make eyes. I cut them round. O()o ha! The eyes are ready. Finally, I took out a carrot and cut it into a small piece. The pointed triangle is its nose! Grandma looked at it and gave a thumbs-up sign. I smiled with relief. Now cut out two small triangles, put them together and put them under your neck. This is its bow tie. Really impressive! Oh, dear! It's a pity to get a compliment and become proud. The bow tie is crooked. I bowed my head sadly. Grandma said, "Is failure the mother of success? Keep cheering! " I smiled happily again.

"Dad, this is for you. Happy birthday! " So this is a birthday present for my father! Dad saw it and said happily, "What a lovely girl! My daughter has grown up! "

This is really the most unforgettable "cooking"!