If I can become an excellent cook, I will use my hands to create a beautiful and happy life for the people. It is I who cook all kinds of food for graduate students to ensure your satisfaction.
Such as old people's food, children's food, patient's food, tourist food, health food, special food, sports food and space food ... In addition to these special foods, of course, we must make delicious holiday cakes and famous dishes made of delicacies. Therefore, these products are of good quality, rich nutrition and beautiful appearance.
I will send my products to all parts of the country, so that people all over the country can share the delicious food cooked by my China chef. Friend, what do you think of eating such nutritious food with all colors and flavors? What do you think of seeing such delicious food and making children drool? Don't you think the job of chef is very common but extremely meaningful? At that time, my own food will be very popular.
However, those "little gluttons" should be careful not to eat their stomachs because they are greedy and overeat. When I am invited to exchange experiences in foreign countries, I, an ordinary chef, will win honor for my country. How proud I am.
Of course, I will continue to innovate, improve my skills and train more and better chefs for our country.
2. There are some experiences about cooking in the third grade composition "My Chef Today". From the age of 10, I had an idea to learn cooking from my parents, hoping to be a good cook like them in the future.
In the past, every time I ate, because I couldn't cook, I had to sit at the table and wait for my parents to finish the dishes, and then help me to serve them. Since I began to learn the idea of cooking, every time my parents cook, I stand by and watch and learn the steps and methods of cooking different dishes. However, after studying for half a year, I can't learn anything without learning. However, I didn't lose heart and continued to study. Sure enough, "hard work pays off." Last National Day, I finally learned a dish and cooked it successfully.
On the night of National Day, my parents and I said, "Today, I'm going to cook a dish-scrambled eggs with shallots. Please have a taste and see if I am good at it. " So, just do it. I'll start at once. The following materials are needed to make this dish: leeks, eggs, salt, chicken essence and so on. First of all, we should make proper preparations. First, chop the shallots and mix the eggs well. Then, put the leek powder into the egg, stir it evenly, and add ingredients such as salt and chicken essence. Step 3, put the oil in the pot, heat it to 70~80℃, pour the leek egg paste into the pot and fry it for 3-5 minutes. Finally, put the scrambled eggs in a bowl, and a scrambled egg with chives will be ready. I watched the time while cooking, for fear of keeping them waiting. I was busy for about a quarter of an hour, and finally finished writing, thinking: haha! I finally cooked a good dish, and my parents will praise me for it after eating it.
After cleaning the stove, I put the plate on the table. My parents smelled the charming fragrance and couldn't wait to take a bite. After careful tasting, they praised me again and again, saying that I had grown up and learned to cook. I listened, and my heart was filled with joy. This time, I understand that many things are troubled.
Cook for the first time
One afternoon, after school, I finished my homework at home The clock has pointed to 5 o'clock. Seeing that my parents hadn't come back, I plunged into the kitchen to cook.
The joy of cooking for the first time, not to mention the hectic appearance. May be too excited, Taomi forgot to pour water and sit in the pot and forget to light the fire. I quickly stabilized myself, at least I cooked.
Start cooking. Just after washing the vegetables, I saw the fire coming up. I quickly sat on the big spoon, poured oil, and turned to cut vegetables. When the oil boils, I find that the onion has not been peeled yet, so cut the chopped green onion quickly. Suddenly, there was a bang, which startled me. When I look back, this is not a good thing. The oil in the big spoon is burnt, and the unpleasant smell of oil makes me cough. I panicked and scared me into a cold sweat. I don't know what to do! Just then, the door creaked open. When I saw my father coming back, I shouted, "Come on! Come on! Come on! Go and get the water, or it will catch fire! " Who knows that dad saw the big spoon burning, instead of getting water, he rushed forward and picked up the lid to cover the big spoon. I looked anxious and shouted, "Don't cover it, it will burn!" " "Reached out and lifted the lid. When I opened the lid, I was surprised to see the miracle in front of me: the fire went out, the oil in the big spoon disappeared, and a layer of black soap clung to the bottom of the pot.
Finally, nothing happened. I breathed a sigh of relief and looked at my father with grateful eyes. Dad pointed to the spoon and asked me, "Do you know why the lid went out as soon as it was covered with fire?" I shook my head and didn't answer. Dad said, "if there is a problem, you can't let it slip away." Use your head. Combustion depends on oxygen in the air. Put the lid on, and the spoon will be isolated from the air. Without oxygen, the fire will go out. Do you understand? " I nodded and said happily, "I didn't expect there was so much learning in cooking!" " "
My kitchen composition is 200 words. This is my kitchen. This room is a long and narrow rectangle. Walking into the kitchen, right in front of me is the pool, which is where I wash dishes. The swimming pool is close to the window, so the lighting is better. There is a row of cooking tables against the wall on the left, with a burning stove embedded in the middle and a matching range hood on it; There is a row of medium-high cabinets on the right side of the wall, which contain my pots, pans and small tableware I cherish. I always buy some new tableware from time to time. There are many things on the cupboard, such as fruit baskets, rice cookers and so on. There is a refrigerator next to the cupboard, and there is always a lot of food in it. There is a microwave oven on the refrigerator. I always make some popcorn to eat, and I never get tired of it. Oh, there is another thing missing, that is, the light in my kitchen. The crystal lamp on the ceiling is specially equipped to create an atmosphere. Very distinctive, but it is very troublesome to clean.
This is my kitchen, the birthplace of my food.
4. Write a short article of more than 450 words about my chef's father. All dads in the world have one thing in common: they love their children. Every family's father has his own characteristics. My dad is a "third best" dad.
Father is 40 years old, of medium build, crew cut. His shiny black hair is mixed with a little white hair, and his big eyes are matched with a big mole on his left eyebrow, which further highlights his cleverness.
The most one: Dad loves grades. People who know my father say that he is an easy-going person, but in my eyes, my father is very strict with my study. If you see that my homework is not carefully written, you will definitely let me rewrite it; If you see that I don't think seriously when I do the problem, I will immediately face up to it and severely criticize me. Since the first day of school, he hasn't given a "green light" to his study. What annoys me most is that my father loves grades. Every time after the exam, he always asks, "Son, how many points did you get in the exam today?" It is at this time that you should ask for the score when you write words and texts silently. Of course, the ideal score will be praised and rewarded, otherwise, it will be reprimanded by my father immediately. But my father's face is like a thunderstorm in summer, which comes and goes quickly. After a while, you will see my father sitting there, calmly telling me some truths that will benefit me for life until I am convinced. I know that what my father cares about is not my grades, but my learning situation and attitude.
Second: My dad loves life the most. You see, the pots of orchids in our small yard are lush and elegant, and you know how much effort Dad has put into them. Whenever orchids are in full bloom, the fragrance of orchids permeates the whole yard of my house. When the guests came, they couldn't help saying, "Oh, it smells good!" "And this sentence is the best feedback for dad. Dad loves not only orchids, but also lotus flowers. The two cylinders of lotus flowers in our family kept me from going out, which made me realize the artistic conception of "infinite lotus leaves and different colors of lotus flowers". Dad's love for flowers is actually his love for home. He created a warm home for us with his love. The best thing about my father is that he can write all these beautiful scenery of my small courtyard on paper. A vivid Chinese painting is a portrayal of my father's love for life.
Third: Dad is a "drunk" dad. Dad loves to drink. Because of his work, he will inevitably drink. However, dad always gets drunk. After getting drunk, dad seems to be a different person, so he also makes a lot of jokes. Look!
That night, my mother and I were watching TV when the doorbell rang. I thought to myself, "It's my dad, right?" My mother answered the door, and then she heard my mother shout, "I'm drunk again, so don't come back when I'm drunk!" " "Dad said," I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk. "His mouth is like a piece of candy, his speech is vague and his tongue is spinning. I also ran out to join in the fun, leaning my nose against my father and sniffing hard. I said to my father, "Hum, that's a lie. I'm drunk." "Nonsense, I'm not drunk! "Dad is picky again. Every time he drinks too much, it's the same. I really can't help him. At this time, my father took out a big bag of snacks from his bag, stuffed it into my hand like magic, hugged me and said, "Here you are, my dear son, your favorite!" " "Ah, my dad usually opposes me eating snacks. Alas, dad drank too much wine today, but this is the case. He is gentler and kinder than usual. I'm really confused: Is it better to drink or not to drink?
This is my oldest father, my favorite father, my favorite father.
My chef, dad.
My father is tall, but a little lazy, and his cooking is not much worse. So if my mother is not at home, we usually eat instant noodles.
Take the last time for example! My grandfather died and my mother went back. It will be four or five weeks before she comes back. It's hard for me and my dad to eat instant noodles three times a day. It is better to eat pickled mustard tuber and instant noodles at home or go out to eat. In view of this situation, my father decided to improve the food and cook by himself instead of eating out.
Do it. He bought a lot of ingredients that afternoon. He said, "I'll make you a braised swordfish today!" " I interrupted before I finished. "Don't brag, hurry up. I'm starving. "
"good! Let's get to work. " He heated the pot first, then put in a little vegetable oil. Then put the fish in and start frying. While copying, he also said, "Your father's cooking is comparable to that of a chef in a five-star hotel. I think the rice I cooked that year is very famous in the whole village. " As he talked and did, he explained that "this braised swordfish needs salt, soy sauce monosodium glutamate and so on." After a while, a braised swordfish is ready.
I can't wait to pick up chopsticks and taste them. "ah! So sour, so sweet, so bitter and so bad! " Ah! How come "it tastes really bad." I wonder if the seasoning is misplaced. He said, "no, no, how could I make such a low-level mistake!" If you don't believe me, I'll show it to you. " Then he went to get the seasoning. I can't believe it's not salt and soy sauce, but sugar and vinegar.
I always laugh and cry when I think about it, but who let there be a "chef" at home?
5. My super chef wrote 900 words. My great chef.
My father is in his thirties. He works in the blue ocean factory. His father is tall and fat, and an honest northerner. His fried dishes are first-class and delicious, and he is a veritable chef in my family. When I came home from school, when my mother and I went upstairs, the smell went straight to my nostrils. As soon as I smelled it, I knew it was my father frying potatoes for me. My mother opened the door, and I saw my father wearing an apron and began to fry the second course. My father heats the pot first, and then pours the oil into it. Soon, a puff of oil smoke came out of the pot, making a "beep" sound. Dad first threw the chopped green onion into the pot, and when the dish slowly turned from white to yellow, dad poured soy sauce and vinegar, sprinkled salt on it, turned it over with a shovel a few times, then quickly took the pot down, stirred it a few times and served it. I stared at the food and my mouth watered all over the floor. Mom woke me up! I quickly swallowed a few mouthfuls. After a while, I asked, "When does Dad eat? I'm starving! " "Dad listened and said proudly," Little greedy cat, you can't eat hot tofu if you are impatient! " "Say, and ran to the cooking. I have to drool when I do my homework. After a while, dad said it was time to eat. I ran over and kissed him: "You have to eat at least three bowls of rice for such a good dish." Dad saw through my "conspiracy": "Your flattery is too great, I can't stand your praise!" After saying this, our whole family laughed. Dad's cooking is so delicious that my mother and I are his experiments. If dad can cook every day, I would like to be his experiment and a greedy cat every day.
6. Composition My chef is a 400-word mother, but my five-star chef is handy and skilled when cooking. "China! Hey! " Look! Time to eat! Mom is showing off again!
I saw my mother washing potatoes, and then I only heard the sound of chopping vegetables. Look, how skilled my mother is! Holding a potato in one hand and a knife in the other, humming a tune, even cutting vegetables is leisurely! One by one, the heavy potatoes turned into slender shredded potatoes in a short time. After cutting the vegetables, I saw my mother putting oil in the pot. I had to heat the oil before putting the vegetables. After a while, smoke rose in the air and the oil was hot. My mother skillfully put the cut vegetables into the pot. "Wow!" The smell of cooking oil smoke was immediately masked by the smell of cooking oil. My mother holds a spatula and stirs it from time to time. After a while, my mother took out soy sauce, vinegar and other seasonings, poured them in or sprinkled them evenly, and then continued to stir fry. Standing in the kitchen, the strong smell of cooking oil makes my mouth water! Smelling this dish, my stomach seems to be hungry at once. "Little greedy cat, are you hungry?" "Mm-hmm, I can't wait!" Mother put the pot aside and the food went into the plate. Without pouring it out, the delicious food was served!
Then tomato and egg soup, stir-fry ... everything is delicious to me!
"Greedy cat! Dinner! " "Have a meal!" Dad and I cheered! Sweet and sour pork ribs and tomato and egg soup are delicious, especially shredded potatoes.
Look how good my mother is. There are delicious dishes every day. Are you envious?
7. Write a composition as a chef with me. When you hear the name of the chef, do you have a contemptuous attitude and even say contemptuously, "Hey, isn't it just a real' cook'?" My friend, if you are biased against this job, you are wrong.
I can be an excellent cook, and I will create a beautiful and happy life for the people with my hands. It is I who cook all kinds of food for graduate students to ensure your satisfaction. Such as old people's food, children's food, patient's food, tourist food, health food, special food, sports food and space food ... In addition to these special foods, of course, we must make delicious holiday cakes and famous dishes made of delicacies. Therefore, these products are of good quality, rich nutrition and beautiful appearance. I will send my products to all parts of the country, so that people all over the country can share the delicious food cooked by my China chef.
Friend, what do you think of eating such nutritious food with all colors and flavors? What do you think of seeing such delicious food and making children drool? Don't you think the job of chef is very common but extremely meaningful?
At that time, my own food will be very popular. However, those "little gluttons" should be careful not to eat their stomachs because they are greedy and overeat.
When I am invited to exchange experiences in foreign countries, I, an ordinary chef, will win honor for my country. How proud I am.
Of course, I will continue to innovate, improve my skills and train more and better chefs for our country.
8. My kitchen is my favorite place, because there is my childhood ... I walked into the kitchen in the morning, and soon the pots in the kitchen began to jingle, as if to say, "Good morning, little master! I looked at all the appliances. They all seem to be smiling at me. Look! That blame was used by grandpa during the Anti-Japanese War! Which cartoon cup was given to me by my teacher on my fifth birthday? Which transparent and beautiful crystal cup do I cherish most? Uncle Li, who had a meeting in Africa, bought it for me specially! And ... after breakfast, I will wash them and stand upright, fearing that something terrible will happen to them when I am not at school.
At noon, the kitchen is a busy market, and my mother makes its belly smell like magic. I often stand by my mother and watch how her mother cooks, dreaming that one day I will have such a good craft. At night, the kitchen became my mother's world, and a burst of fragrance rushed into my nostrils, but I couldn't get in because my mother hung a note on the door: Don't go in until the food is ready.
You can only "eat to satisfy your hunger" through the glass window. My childhood passed quickly, but I think: without the kitchen, my childhood would not be so complete.
9. Our super "celebrity chef" composition One day, while trying to code words in front of the computer, the smell of food came from the kitchen, which stirred my sensitive taste-needless to say, it was the "celebrity chef" father who cooked again. So, I put down my computer and went straight to the kitchen ... honorary title "Uncle Potato" One day, Sister Shan came to my house to play temporarily. As a result, there was no food at noon, only potatoes and meat tossed and turned. Dad has no choice but to cook with potatoes and meat.
No vegetables, no rich spices. Potato pieces and meat pieces dance in the hot pot and keep spinning and jumping; After a while, I sprinkled a handful of salt, which looked like a snow in the pot, but the "snowflake" quickly melted on the hot "dirt" ... Soon, the kitchen full of enthusiasm and the "squeaky" sound of stir-fry overflowed with a thick vegetable fragrance, which filled the whole room. The food was soon served on the table. My sister, mother and father sat at the table and picked up a potato-dear! How can it be so delicious? Potatoes are slippery and soft, wrapped in meat and infiltrated between lips and teeth (it is estimated that part of the reason is that potatoes themselves are good, because they are potatoes planted in grandma's yard). My sister and I were already "hungry" at that time, and a dish was soon cleaned. ...
From then on, my sister and I gave my father the title of "Uncle Potato". How can the "chef" of a table of arranged parties, banquets and New Year's Eve dinner only have the ability to make potatoes? Two or three hours at most, ten dishes at a table, with good quality and quantity. If this is a skill among full-time housewives, it is not surprising; But in front of dads, it is really not easy to do this. In life, it is a piece of cake to have guests, celebrate birthdays, hold banquets and prepare wine and meat. For example, welcome guests, entertain distinguished guests and have a family dinner. As long as someone is a chef, prepare fresh ingredients (ps: make a good meal, use good ingredients), cook a meal and peel a garlic, and every meal is a cinch. Every time, a dozen relatives get together, eating his father's cooking and praising his father's cooking. My father just "drifted" for a while, and as a daughter, I am also particularly proud.
Although ordinary family ties are priceless, who knows? Although cooking is indeed one of the best in the family, Dad is far from being a magical chef in a five-star hotel with a top hat. Compared with the expensive dishes made by rare delicacies, ordinary home-cooked dishes are incomparable. However, there is only one flavor that can't be bought with much money, but the dishes cooked by my father are full-that is affection. Family ties are priceless. How can a plate of slow-moving fatherly love not be compared to "priceless"?
10. Use me as a little chef to write a composition [composition-I worked as a little chef once] I worked as a little chef once to welcome and celebrate the New Year. When the New Year comes, it is inevitable to invite people to dinner, and my family is no exception. Composition-I used to be a little chef.
No, my mother chose a good day-the sixth day of the seventh lunar month and the sixth day of the sixth lunar month. What a good number! After finishing by mom, grandma and aunt, it's finally time to cook. I insisted on frying spring rolls and chicken chops, but my mother had no choice but to "abdicate". I put on my apron and thought to myself: Be decent when cooking. Wearing this will not stain my clothes, but also show my manners.
Haha, now I can show them my true skill, hahaha. I put five spoonfuls of oil first, then put the spring rolls in, one by one slowly. Let me reveal that the stuffing in this spring roll is bean paste, which is my favorite.
After about 2 minutes, you can fry noodles in different ways. Basically, it will be fried in about 45 minutes. Looking at the result of the bombing, my mouth watered "DC three thousands of feet".
"It smells really good!" I said. "Hurry up and fry the chicken chops, fry them."
Mom urged. "I see."
I said. I poured 1 tbsp of oil again and put the chicken chops in one by one.
After a while, I took a pair of chopsticks and turned the chicken chops over. Golden chicken chops will soon become the "focus" on the table. I secretly tasted a piece myself and just wanted to say two words: "awesome!" " "I arrived at the dinner table, and in less than five minutes, I immediately grabbed it. Of course, I am one of them. The composition "Composition-I used to be a little chef" written in the sixth grade of primary school.
Through this practice, I have a lot of thinking and benefited a lot: everyone has their own talents and a small stage to show their talents. If you do, you will feel very happy, won't you? Happiness is created by oneself. Maybe happiness is hidden in every little thing around you. I am glad that my mother can give me this opportunity to become a small chef again. I enjoy this short and long process.
I really feel the joy and sense of accomplishment of being robbed of my grades.