Dumpling Diary

Soon another day has passed, what's on your mind? This also means that it's time to start writing your diary again. What to write in the diary to be original and rich? The following is my compilation of 4 pieces of dumpling diary, which is only for reference, welcome to read.

Dumpling Diary Part 1

Today, my mom and I wrapped dumplings together, at first, I was playing the piano, then I asked my mom when to start wrapping dumplings. Then, I asked my mom when the dumplings would start! I then continued to play the piano, after a while, I asked when to start, mom again said a while to start, finally, I finally began to wrap the dumplings! I made candy dumplings, flower dumplings, crescent moon dumplings, ordinary dumplings, and so on! I'm going to do it!

In a short while, it was finished, I went to pick up my dad, and told him that today's dumplings are all made by me and my mom, and that I like to make dumplings the most! I love making dumplings! We all ate the fragrant dumplings! Mom and Dad tasted one, both said fragrant, grandma tasted one, I asked grandma how it was, grandma said especially delicious!

Dumpling Diary Part 2

Today I had the best dumplings in the world. It was the first time I made dumplings with my own hands, so it was especially delicious.

Today is the winter solstice. In our tradition, we have to eat dumplings today, which proves that it is getting cold from today, and we are entering the season of nine.

Today, my mom made the noodles and the dumplings.

The first step is to knead the dough and cut it in half. The second step is to roll the dough into long strips.

Today I learned how to make dumplings! I also know that as long as you learn by heart, you can learn anything.

I was born in a special family, my father is Chinese and my mother is Italian. Usually, we love to eat the Chinese food made by my dad, even my aunt and uncle who often come to visit us are full of praise.

Christmas is coming, and so is my uncle's family. In previous years, mom would prepare some turkey, big hoof sausage and other Italian dishes for Christmas dinner, but this year we don't want to eat these things. What should we eat? Dad suggested dumplings. Dad said. Chinese people eat dumplings on New Year's Day, and there is a saying that 'it's not as good as dumpling night.'"' Good! As soon as we heard that we were going to eat dumplings, my sister and I immediately shouted, and my uncle and aunt also clapped their hands in favor. So, everyone started to busy themselves.

Dad first made the filling pork, shrimp and bai lai. He was in the kitchen. Ding ding ding. Busy half a day, finally served the fragrant dumpling filling. Mom and her sister were busy with the flour, 6-year-old sister is not quite yet, hands, face and clothes drilled with a lot of flour, looks particularly interesting. Mom and I were in charge of rolling out the dough. Mom first rolled out the dough into a big sheet of skin, and then I pressed a cup-covered mold onto it, and the island was formed into a small, round dumpling skin. Dad, aunt and uncle were busy making dumplings. Dad took the dumpling skin in his hand, added some stuffing, pinched it with both hands, and a beautiful dumpling came out like magic. My aunt and uncle followed his example, but at first they couldn't get it right. Dad said he learned his technique from his grandfather when he was young. It's a pity that grandparents are not here, otherwise it would be more lively. We talked and laughed as we wrapped the dumplings, and in a short while, a row of dumplings neatly appeared in front of us.

On Christmas night, we ate the dumplings we had made with our own hands and worked up a big appetite. I ate more than 20 by myself and my stomach was bulging. My aunt said that our dumplings tasted much better than the ones she had eaten before. Dengtian, every one of us had our stomachs bulging, especially dad, who said he ate out the flavor of his hometown Beijing.

Next time I go back to Beijing, I'm going to make dumplings for my elderly grandparents.

Dumpling Diary Part 4

The joys of life, the joys of learning. Different ages, different personalities, such as: children's fun is to play, young people, adults on the pursuit of fashion or different from others in a certain place. The fun is also different, and the fun at home and at school is different, I have a fun is to make dumplings.

New Year's Eve is what every child looks forward to and expects. You can drop your New Year's Eve money and eat delicious food, and this year I spent it at my grandma's house, and I was very happy and pleased.

The first day of the New Year's Day, I got up very early, outside the sound of the cannon cracking, my grandpa, uncle took a plate of cannon to the front door to put, I was in the hall covering my ears do not dare to go out, outside the small snow, not long after the family came to the guests, I went to my aunt and uncle to pay tribute to my aunt to the New Year after I came back after the guests went away, only stayed for 3 minutes on the way out, go away, go! The first thing I did was to get the money to pay for the new year, and then I was able to pay for the new year's taxes, and then I was able to get the money to pay for the new year's taxes.

On the second day of the Chinese New Year, my grandma said, "We have a guest coming today, so we need to make dumplings." As soon as I heard that, I quickly ran to my grandma and said, "Is it dumplings?" I want to wrap can? Grandma shook her head and didn't say yes, but I didn't listen to grandma, I secretly took a piece of skin while my uncle and my wife were wrapping it, and used chopsticks to get the filling into the skin just like my wife did! Oh, no, I can't wrap it, I remembered, maybe it's too much stuffing!

I only wrapped two, or was found by the grandmother, I stopped wrapping, the guests came to eat in my house, the grandmother of the whole table of rich dishes, I looked at the table, I can imagine that it is very tasty, well, can be served with dumplings, I was served by myself, I scooped up the two dumplings I wrapped, it's so delicious.

On the sixth day of the month Mommy came to pick me up, I came home, and Mommy said, "Make dumplings and eat them!" I said, uh-huh.

I went to the supermarket to buy the filling, and came back home, Mommy and the noodles, Mommy rolled out the dough, and in a short while, a round and thin dough appeared in front of my eyes. Then I went to the restroom to wash my hands. After I washed my hands, I wrapped the dumplings. I put the dumplings on the counter and compared them with the ones made by my mom. The dumplings that my mom had made were like a general who had won a battle, while mine were down before the battle was over.

I said, "Mommy, Mommy, you teach me," and Mommy came over and touched my shoulder and said, "My son, there is nothing difficult under the sun, but only people who have the will to do it. Come on, I'll teach you." So mom told me, I wrapped up, and so out of the pot, I ate my own dumplings when it is delicious, feel extraordinarily fragrant.

Every time I make dumplings on New Year's Day, it is the most interesting time for me.