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Cooking diary

Today is over. Did anything or anyone touch us this day? Why not keep a diary now? However, I found that I didn't know what to write. The following is my diary of cooking for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

Cooking diary 1 I cook mushrooms. I got up before dawn in the morning. The first thing I did was to explain to my mother-in-law why I got up so early. After I got permission, I asked grandpa to buy mushrooms with me. Grandpa had a rice cooker to heat the rice, and then he went with me.

At the gate of the store, grandpa and I carefully selected some mushrooms. I picked out all the good mushrooms, and when I measured them, there was a catty of mushrooms! When I got home, my mother-in-law had already got up. Grandpa said, I washed the pot, but I saidno. The teacher asked us to cook, so you don't have to do it.

I usually watch grandpa cook and wash the pot. I'm good at this. Dry the pan with a towel after washing it. Unexpectedly, the pot burned. Grandpa put oil and salt in it. I said, "Grandpa! That's not what happened! Hey! " "How did this happen?" Grandpa smiled. I grabbed it, scooped 2 spoonfuls of water, poured it into the pot, and covered the lid. By the way, I added some firewood and then ginger. When you smell the fragrance, put the mushrooms in, add a spoonful of salt, cut a few slices of pork and add monosodium glutamate. I increased my firepower, and the water has been boiling for a long time, and the taste is already very strong and fragrant. I asked my sister to bring a pot and put it on. My sister didn't taste it, so she said, "Delicious!" I smiled when I saw my sister's greedy appearance.

Cooking Diary 2 On Sunday, my mother said that she would teach me how to cook scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and I danced with joy.

My mother told me the process of making scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and I thought to myself: What's so difficult about it? At first, I washed two tomatoes, cut them into small pieces, and cut garlic into minced garlic for later use. Then I took out two eggs, tapped them gently, broke them in half, and egg liquid flowed out of the eggshell. I accidentally poured the egg liquid into a bowl with eggshells. I quickly took out the eggshell with chopsticks and beat the egg liquid evenly. Then I opened the fire like my mother, let the pot heat for half a minute, and then added the right amount of cooking oil. When the oil began to smoke, I quickly poured the eggs into the pot, and the eggs immediately solidified slowly from the liquid, instead of spitting out small bubbles, just like a small fish blowing bubbles. Then slowly cut into pieces, add tomatoes and minced garlic, add some salt, and stir fry for a few times.

I looked at the fruits of my labor and quickly picked up chopsticks and took a bite. It tastes great! Even my mother said that my cooking was delicious and I caught up with her. I don't want to say how happy I am after listening to my mother's praise.

Cooking Diary 3 Today is Mother's Day. I cooked a meal for my mother.

It's almost time for lunch. I think today is Mother's Day. I will cook a meal for my mother and give it to her as a gift. She should be very happy.

First, I cooked rice. I filled two cups of rice, then washed it and cooked it in the pot. Then there is cooking. My mother and I put the fish in the pot together. After frying for a while, I put the water in. After boiling, I put the cut tofu skin and sauerkraut into the pot. After cooking for about 20 minutes, a pot of delicious fish soup is ready. I have tasted it. Wow, it feels delicious! My mother and I also made a plate of steamed ribs and water spinach together.

I want to make a plate of fried rice with eggs. I put rice first, and then I took two eggs. I asked my mother to crack an egg in the pot first, and then I cracked an egg like my mother, but I didn't crack it well. Because I opened the eggshell and pressed it tightly, the egg fell into and out of the pot, everywhere ... I fried it, and some of it was still on my arm, but I was not afraid. I continued to fry, and the delicious rice was out of the pot.

After dinner, I washed the dishes and rice bowls again.

I don't know how tired it is to cook and wash dishes until I wash the dishes! I will help my mother cook more in the future!

Cooking Diary 4 Today, my parents went on a business trip and left me alone at home. After my parents left, I finished my homework and watched TV.

A minute passed, the telephone rang and the clock pointed to eleven o'clock. I picked it up. It's mom. She told me that she couldn't go home and let me cook something by myself. As soon as I heard this, my head got bigger. I have never cooked since I was a child. what can I do?

I can't help it I don't want to starve. Into the kitchen, there was nothing but a little rice, eggs and tomatoes. My headache is getting worse, but I'm still pretending to be a master and ready to go.

I put the rice in the pot, washed it with water, wiped it clean, electrified it and cooked it. Next, stir fry, what can these things do? Yes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes. I washed the eggs, put them in a bowl and stirred them evenly with chopsticks. Cut tomatoes with a kitchen knife. Turn on a big fire, add oil and stir fry together.

It's finally done, but it tastes strange. It turns out that the rice is a little burnt and the food is a little salty, which is not easy.

It is not easy for my parents to cook. I will cherish their love in the future.

Cooking Diary 5 Today, my mother goes to work by bike. I said to myself, "Mom, this is my first time cooking. Can't you give me more hints? " Alas!

I have no choice but to rely on myself. I recall my mother's cooking steps, that is, first clean the pot, then add water and rice to put the steamed bread. So, I learned from my mother's appearance: brush the pot, add water and rice to put the steamed bread, everything is ready, sit the pot on the induction cooker, turn on the power, and wait until the pot is cooked. I think: cooking is so easy, do you still need to learn? "Hula ... Hula ..." I sang and walked to my "friend" TV. The program on TV today is really wonderful. I wish I had more TVs at home at this time. How many pairs of eyes can I watch these programs at the same time? As for cooking, I have long forgotten it. It was not until I smelled the pungent smell of burnt pot that I suddenly realized. Hurry to see, the soup has overflowed all over the floor. I turned off the power in a hurry, wiped the floor with a pan, and my heart was pounding: why does my mother still have a job when she comes back?

Coincidentally, as soon as I finished cleaning the battlefield, my mother came back, looked at the pot, left the pie, looked at me and said, "Let's eat." Alas, I really tasted the bitter fruit of my own brewing, and I cooked my own food and ate it myself! I will never forget this delicious rice!

Speaking of cooking, I admire my father's ability to cut potatoes. If you don't see him and just listen to his voice, you will never doubt that this is a chef working.

Well, dad is cutting potatoes again. Listening to the cheerful sound of the knife trotting on the chopping board, I couldn't help but feel itchy and ran over to haunt my father and insisted on learning to cut potatoes from him.

Dad put a peeled potato on the chopping board and sliced it, then he touched it gently with his hand. The potato chips immediately turned into a prone state, a flash of cold light flashed, and the potbellied potato chips turned into slender shredded potatoes.

It's my turn In order to dispel my worries, my father told me: "When taking potatoes, the fingertips should be retracted, and the fingers should be arched, and the knuckles should be pressed against the knife surface, so that there will always be a small safe distance between the blade and the fingertips." As long as the operation is correct, close your eyes and you won't cut your hand. " I tried to cut according to the method my father taught me, first slicing, then shredding. At first, I was very nervous, afraid of accidentally hurting my hand. Dad kept encouraging me and cutting, and my courage gradually increased and I became more and more skilled in cutting. It didn't take me long to cut a plate full of shredded potatoes. After reading it, my mother's eyes were full of surprises and my heart was very fulfilled.

It turns out that cutting a small shredded potato is also a trick. It is really "endless learning"!

Cooking Diary 7 Today, my mother cooked my favorite dish: salt and pepper mushrooms.

Mother took the mushrooms out of the refrigerator, broke them off one by one, tore them into pieces, and then washed them in a basin. I saw my mother pinch the water in the mushrooms when she fished them out of the basin. Finally, evenly sprinkle the mushrooms with flour and mix them with chopsticks.

After the preparation, my mother poured oil into the pot first, and then started a big fire. When the oil was hot, she poured the mushrooms in. My mother took a pair of long chopsticks and turned around in the pot. After a while, the mushrooms turned golden yellow. My mother put them on a plate, sprinkled them with salt and pepper, and finally stirred them with chopsticks to mix them evenly. In this way, a plate of delicious salt and pepper mushrooms is ready!

Cooking Diary 8 Today, my mother cooked me a delicious meal. She works very hard. Into the kitchen, mother washes the dishes first, and then cuts on the chopping board.

Then ignite, first heat the pan, pour rapeseed oil into the wok, when the oil is hot, first put pepper, pepper, chopped green onion and shredded ginger into the wok, then add vegetables to be fried, stir fry quickly, add a small amount of soy sauce after a few minutes, continue to stir fry until the seasoning is uniform, and finally add salt when taking out of the pan. Mother said: "salt can't be put first, or iodine will be lost." After frying the vegetables, she steamed the steamed bread and purple potato together, and then steamed the rice with an electric cooker. Finally, I cooked a small pot of sparerib soup with my favorite foods: winter bamboo shoots, sea rabbits, vegetables, meat bones and crystal powder.

In the evening, the family sat around the dining table and ate the food cooked by their mother. Everyone is very happy, thanks to mom's hard work.

Cooking Diary 9 Mom and Dad are not at home. My stomach is growling with hunger. I think: cook and eat.

I first measure the rice, put it in the rice cooker, add half of the water, wash the rice, pour the water, add some water, put it in the rice cooker, turn on the switch, and have a big meal when the rice is cooked.

How to cook with rice alone? We need food. I want to make the simplest scrambled eggs.

I follow my mother's example, light a small fire, heat the pot first, then break the eggs, add a little salt and stir well. Then, pour the oil into the pot, pour the eggs into the pot, add the onions, and slowly turn the eggs with a shovel. I took a sip, "ah! Really light. " I added two more spoonfuls of salt. I took another bite. "It's salty. I really have no talent for cooking. I can't even cook the simplest scrambled eggs. " I searched Baidu on the computer again. Watermelon skin can be salted. I immediately brought a big watermelon and cut it in half. I swallowed watermelon meat in one gulp, cut the watermelon skin into small pieces and put it in the pot. I turned it over and fired another shot. I took another bite. "It tastes just right." I scooped up the eggs with a shovel and put them in the bowl. Just then, the meal was ready.

I looked at the dishes on the table and said happily, "I learned to cook scrambled eggs." What seems simple is not easy to do.

Cooking Diary 10 Today, just before lunch, I saw my mother take out a piece of meat, a carrot, a small potato, some beans and some fungus from the refrigerator. Mother put the vegetables in the pool and the fungus soaked in the water. Then wash the dishes in the pool, peel them, cut them into cubes and put them in bowls respectively.

Mother unhurriedly turned on the gas stove, put oil in the pot, fried the meat first, and then put some yellow wine and soy sauce in the bowl. Put oil in the pot, stir-fry carrots, potatoes and beans, and only listen to the creak in the pot. Mother put salt in the dish, and then poured the fried meat and fungus into the pot to stir fry. Mother boiled the water in the next pot and cooked the rice. Finally, put the fried vegetables in a pot and cook them together. After a while, delicious food will be ready. Food is my favorite.

Cooking Diary 1 1 One night in the summer vacation, I just finished my English class and came home hungry. So I said to my mother, "I'm hungry, please make instant noodles for me!" " "Mom said," you make this bowl! "I cried, impossible, I can't do it at all!" Mom said, "Nothing, I'll teach you." So I started working. The first step is to fill the pot with water. Step two, put the noodles in, then put the seasoning in. Because I eat instant noodles, my mother is afraid of no nutrition, so I want to put an egg and some cabbage leaves, which seems easy to do, but another problem has arisen for me. It's ok to peel cabbage, but I've never done it. I heard my mother say beforehand, "When I was a child, I always couldn't hit the pot or the ground. I was a little worried at the thought of this, but my mother cheered me up. I got up the courage to knock first, then put my hand on the pot, and then put my fingers on both sides, and the yolk came out. I cried happily, "I didn't drop it! "Instant noodles made a success, very delicious. I said to my mother while eating, "I will learn to cook more kinds of meals in the future." "

Through this cooking, I understand a truth, we should be brave in trying everything.

Cooking Diary 12 After coming home from school at noon today, mom and dad haven't left work yet. I see my grandmother busy in the kitchen, so I want her to teach me how to cook.

I want to learn how to fry tomatoes with eggs. First of all, I washed the tomatoes and cut them into small pieces with a knife, because I have little strength, some are big and some are small. Then I take out the eggs, break them in a bowl and stir them evenly with chopsticks. I began to learn to cook.

First, I pour oil into the pot. When the oil is hot, I sprinkle the eggs into the wok, turn them over with a shovel, and then put them on the plate after they turn golden. Then, I pour the oil into the pot. The oil was hot, so I put the cut tomatoes in the pot and slowly turned them over with a shovel. When the tomatoes are soft and the soup comes out, I will put the eggs fried in advance into the pot, then add some salt and chicken essence, and finally add some sesame oil when I leave the pot.

At noon, my parents came back from work and saw me busy in the kitchen. They all smiled happily and praised me for growing up and being sensible. I feel particularly sweet and delicious when I eat my own cooking, because I feel the joy of success brought by labor.

Cooking Diary 13 This afternoon, my father and I cooked a big dinner together.

At five o'clock in the afternoon, my father said loudly, "It's time to cook." I hurried into the kitchen and picked up the rice in the rice cooker. After measuring rice, I began to wash rice again. Wash the rice three times before it is clean, then put in the right water, put in the rice cooker, plug in the power supply and start cooking.

Next, I will stir minced meat to make beef balls. I stir hard, and then I'm going to knead meatballs. I started rubbing meatballs. I finished rubbing meatballs with the fastest speed, and my father fried them with the fastest speed. The first beef meatball is ready.

After the meatballs are ready, the vegetables will be washed. I washed the vegetables quickly. Dad is afraid that I can't clean it, so let me wash it again. At the same time, dad fried the lotus root almost. After washing the vegetables, I cut the garlic cloves with the vegetables. The rest of the work is done by dad.

Through this cooking, I realized that it is not easy for mom and dad to cook, not to mention that mom and dad should cook well.

Cooking Diary 14 Recently, there was a new rice cooker at home. Instead of using buttons as before, it turned. For example, if you want to eat fish, aim the red file at the word "fish" so that you can cook and heat it.

When I first used this rice cooker, I made a joke. When I came home from school that day, my interest in cooking came up. I washed two and a half bowls of rice twice as usual, then poured the rice into a special big basin and covered it, but I didn't know how to put it. After a while, I "studied" it clearly. It turned out to be twisted. Say that finish, I plug in the plug and aim the red file at the "meter". Thought: Just wait until the rice is cooked.

After a while, I felt uneasy and went into the kitchen. As soon as I entered the kitchen, I heard a sizzling sound and knew it was from the rice cooker. I thought the rice cooker was broken! So I quickly unplugged the plug, but the hiss continued, and my heart was pounding, so I quickly unscrewed the lid and saw that it was full of bubbles like soda, but slowly, there were some uncooked rice below. Fortunately, my mother came home to teach me how to cook, but the rice has become sticky, but I still feel delicious because I cooked it.

After that, I often cook to reduce my mother's burden, and I succeeded.

Cooking diary 15 fried sour rice, do you think I wrote it wrong? Hee hee, this matter has to start from a day ago.

Yesterday, my parents were not at home, only my cousin and I were doing our homework at home. At noon 12, my parents still didn't come back, and our stomachs were growling.

Let's make fried rice with eggs! I suggested. My cousin agreed.

So, I started cooking fried rice with eggs for the first time. We hurried to the kitchen to prepare the materials. A plate of leftovers, two eggs, oil, salt and soy sauce are all at home. Everything is ready, so I just beat two eggs and beat them evenly. Cousin turned on the gas stove, and the flames popped out. Pour the oil into the pot first, and then pour the beaten eggs. Wow, I saw that the eggs became fluffy and big in a short time. I quickly poured the leftovers into the pot, and then hurriedly poured the salt, pepper and soy sauce into the pot. My cousin kept stirring, and in a short time, the delicious fried rice with eggs was ready. We immediately filled a big bowl and ate it.

Gee, it seems a little sour. Is the leftovers bad? I said doubtfully.

A little. Cousin chew slowly and answer. What's going on here?

I know! I'm crying about soy sauce. So my cousin and I went to the kitchen to have a look at the seasoning we just used. Ah! Where is this soy sauce? It's obviously a bottle of old vinegar. It turns out that I was impatient just now to regard mature vinegar as soy sauce, and then turned delicious fried rice with eggs into fried sour rice.

Although the rice is sour, my heart is sweet. This is my first time to cook interesting fried rice with eggs, and I will never forget it.