Although I have eaten different foods from all over the country in recent years, the most unforgettable thing is the delicious food cooked by my grandparents who accompanied me throughout my childhood. Growing up around my grandparents, my parents are responsible for all meals. My main task is to read good books and study hard. It is no exaggeration to describe my "comfortable" life at that time with "clothes to reach out and rice to open my mouth"
When I was very young, the general family life was not as rich as it is now, and fish was even more extravagant at that time. It's good to eat one or two eggs. But the food at my grandfather's house was ok, and in order to keep up with my nutrition, he always cooked in a different way, not to mention he could get dirty every day, at least one or two days a week. I love meat myself, and I still do. Some people may find it strange. Usually when I was a child, I was dissatisfied with something, but when I grew up, I fell madly in love with it. On the contrary, I almost never lacked meat when I was a child, but I still love to eat meat when I grow up. Every time I have meat to eat, I am very happy.
What impressed me the most was grandpa's braised silver carp. In recent years, I have eaten some different kinds of fish, such as fried hairtail, sweet and sour mandarin fish, steamed bass, Taihu whitebait and so on. But I seldom eat silver carp anymore. Although it is cheap and convenient to buy compared with other fish, I can't cook that taste. When I was in primary school, the school was close to home. Every time I come home from school at noon, I can smell the smell of braised silver carp from a distance. So I tightened my schoolbag and hurried home. The food has been neatly placed on the table of the Eight Immortals, and I can't wait to sit in the chair. At this time, grandpa will serve the last dish, which is steaming and fragrant braised silver carp.
Silver carp is very big, especially the head. It is almost impossible to fill a plate. In order to save space, my grandmother always eats the head of silver carp with chopsticks first. Soon, there will be a pile of fish bones like small mounds next to my grandmother's rice bowl. I was very greedy when I saw grandma eating so delicious, but after trying to eat it once, I found that the fish head was not as delicious as I thought, but why did grandma always eat it? I didn't understand until I was older.
No matter silver carp or other kinds of fish, what I like best is the fat on the belly of fish, which is fresh and tender. I put a small piece in my mouth, chewed it carefully and finally swallowed it. The whole process made me feel very happy. In addition to eating fish, the soup of braised silver carp is used for bibimbap, which is also a way I "invented". Gently pick up the fish dish, carefully tilt the soup into the half-eaten rice bowl, not too much, one or two spoonfuls is enough, and then stir it with chopsticks, so the original glistening rice turns into a crystal clear dark brown under the dip of the soup, which looks very attractive and immediately increases my appetite. I eat more rice every time. Compared with before, I'm a little less able to eat now! Maybe it's because I always want to lose weight!
The first time I didn't eat at home was after I graduated from primary school and went to junior high school in the town. Because it is far from grandparents' home, it takes about forty or fifty minutes to ride a bike back and forth. They don't trust me alone, so they can only live on campus and eat three meals a day in the school cafeteria. Maybe it's because I haven't eaten other people's cooking, and it's also cooked by a rough male chef in the canteen. I don't pay enough attention to it, and it's not clean. It's really bad! The first week of school, I miss eating at home very much. I often don't have enough food. Halfway through the class, my stomach began to growl, but I'd rather be hungry when I think of the meals that have no appetite in the canteen.
When I was in the second grade, I really couldn't hold on. I simply made up my mind not to stay, and insisted on riding my bike back to my grandparents' home every day to eat sweet and delicious meals at home. At that time, the roads were not as smooth and open as they are now, and there were no cement roads. They are all common muddy paths in the country, and it is fine on sunny days. When it rains, it is very difficult to ride a bike, and the time spent on the road is only ten minutes. Sometimes when I come home from school, it's getting dark and the moon is hanging in the sky, so on the way home, only the moon is my companion.
Later, I thought about it. Where did I get the courage at that time? I didn't live on campus. I made up my mind to go home, but I didn't hesitate at all. It must have something to do with my own personality. Make a good decision and then act. I don't want to flinch and regret. In recent years, I have been wandering outside. Although I am getting farther and farther away from home, I never want to give up my dream, go back to my hometown to get married and have children, and spend my life safely. This tenacious character has never changed since childhood!
In junior high school for three years, the food that impressed me deeply was salted duck. In order to improve the food, my grandfather never buys salted duck from the market. As a meat lover, I excitedly opened the packaging bag and the smell came to my nose. I can't wait to pick out a piece of fat duck directly with my hands and put it in my mouth to chew slowly. What a cool word! Only after I went to college did I know that salted duck was a specialty of Nanjing. Many people say that you can only eat authentic salted duck when you go to Nanjing, but in my heart, the salted duck that my grandfather bought me in those years is the most authentic and delicious.
After going to college, I spend less and less time with my grandparents. Of course, I seldom eat their dishes, and I can only enjoy the taste buds briefly on holidays. With the change of time, grandparents are getting old. I don't know how much longer I can eat their own food. Hope is a lifetime.
The biggest change that college life has brought me is the taste, which is obvious, because as long as the college canteen is mentioned, everyone will be full of praise. Mala Tang, clay pot rice, crossing the bridge rice noodles, knife noodles, Shaanxi, fish ball casserole, you name it, and at worst, there are stalls that must be brightly lit before and after school every night. After work, although I am in the same city, I seldom go back to school. I wonder if the canteen has changed. Our youth seems to only stay at that moment.
When I was in college, I ate the most Chongqing chicken pot. I don't have this kind of delicious food in my own school cafeteria. I ate it in a shop called Chongqing Chicken Pot when I went to meet my friends. Two people, order a spicy chicken pot and two bowls of white rice. While it is still steaming, a few pieces of fragrant and tender chicken have entered our stomachs. A bite of rice and a piece of chicken are blowing fiercely outside, but our hearts are warm. Nowadays, we seldom eat any more.
Mr. Wang Zengqi once said, "A person's tastes should be broader and more diverse. Try the sweet in the south, the salty in the north, the spicy in the east and the sour in the west. " Just like our life, when we are young, we have to experience different lives and experience different lives. After you have tasted all kinds of ups and downs, you will know which life suits you best.