How to write a composition when cooking delicious food

1. How to write a composition about food practices The most famous snack in my hometown is delicious wonton. Whenever I taste this mouthwatering food, I feel relaxed and happy.

Be patient when eating wonton. If you are impatient and want to eat one at a time, wonton will burn your mouth full of bubbles. Eating wonton is also very particular, you can eat the skin and the core separately; Can also pierce the skin for long-term consumption. Guests who like spicy food can put some pepper before eating.

On the National Day holiday, my mother specially took me to Master Huang's wonton restaurant to taste delicious wonton. Start eating wonton. I saw that this wonton bag is thick and attractive in color, and each one is long and bulging, which makes people want to eat one at a time. At this time. I first picked up a pepper bottle, sprinkled pepper into the wonton soup, and then picked the biggest one, carefully stabbed my skin with chopsticks, and suddenly a fragrance curled into my nostrils, and I couldn't help but drool. I took a bite of the skin first, which was really chewy. Then a mass of red meat came out of the wonton skin playfully. It seems to be looking at me jokingly. At this time, I could no longer resist the temptation of Chinese hamburger, and I wanted to take a bite. The tender and slippery feeling came to my face, which made me unable to swallow the delicious and juicy clouds. I just wanted to make wonton linger in my mouth. I ate seven in a row and my stomach swelled. Mother saw me eating so well and said I was a glutton. Hey, who made the wonton so delicious! I would rather be a glutton than taste the delicious food on earth. At home, the aroma of wonton is still overflowing in my mouth!

Well, after listening to my introduction, everyone must be drooling! Come and try this unforgettable food wonton!

2. Write a composition about snacks. As the saying goes, "Food is the most important thing for the people", and almost every place has its own food. You see: Liuzhou snail powder, Guilin rice noodles, Nanning Laoyou powder, and meltwater is filter powder. This is our famous meltwater snack. Here I will introduce the special food of melting water-filter powder. The filter powder tastes good and looks good. Because it is freshly cooked, fresh and hygienic, it is very popular with local people. The method of filtering powder is very simple: when guests come, first mix glutinous rice and polished rice in proportion, soak them until soft, and then grind them into rice slurry. The rice paste is very thin, but not too thin. Make a small bucket with handles on both sides and drill many small holes in the bottom. Pour the rice slurry into a small iron bucket with a thin plate at the bottom. Rice slurry is naturally discharged into the boiling iron pot through small holes. Roll twice and you'll be cooked. Pick it up, pour it with minced meat and soup, add some peanuts, chopped green onion and coriander, and guests who like spicy food can also put some spicy sauce. Finally, add soup and you can eat it. A bowl of filter powder with good color and fragrance is ready. It's also interesting to eat filter powder. When I eat filter powder, I like to put the ingredients first. To eat the baking medium, I first bake the medium with a toothpick, lick its "coarse" taste with my tongue, and then chew it carefully with my mouth (ju) to taste its "fine" taste. One day in the summer vacation, my grandmother and I ate filter powder in a filter shop in Rongshui, our hometown. I'll scoop up the ingredients first. Because I fished too hard, the soup splashed into my eyes, so I hurried. Naughty Shao Jie jumped into the soup. When I picked it up again, it jumped into the soup naughtily. I came here several times in a row, but I couldn't catch it. My mother-in-law said to me, "why don't you try to keep it from falling into the soup?" It's really troublesome to be around. " After listening to her mother-in-law, I immediately thought of burning it with chopsticks so that it wouldn't fall off. Rongshui snack-filter powder has a long history and is very famous in Liuzhou area. Filtering powder is very similar to squeezing powder, because vermicelli is filtered out, so it is called filtering powder. This is the flavor snack of Rongshui hometown-filter powder.

3. Ask for a short article about food, the process of cooking food, about 600 words ... I've always wanted to learn to cook.

This holiday, my mother agreed to teach me how to cook several delicious foods. Steamed bean paste buns: first take the frozen steamed bread out of the refrigerator and put it in a big bowl (try not to overlap), then put a certain amount of tap water in the pot and put it in a steamer.

Then put the big bowl in the pot and steam it on the gas stove. After a while, poke it with chopsticks to see if the steamed stuffed bun is soft. If it is soft, it means it is cooked.

If it is not soft enough, continue steaming until it is cooked. To make steamed eggs: first take out an egg, crack the shell, pour the yolk and egg white into a bowl, and then beat the egg.

When the egg liquid is very loose, add salt, wine and oil, and then stir. After stirring evenly, put it into a pot, add hot water and stir while adding water.

Finally, turn on the gas stove and start steaming eggs. Put a little monosodium glutamate after the eggs are steamed, so that the steamed eggs are particularly delicious.

Now I have learned how to steam eggs with milk. It tastes like milk! ) Cook Pipachuan: First stir-fry bamboo shoots, shredded pork and pickles and put them in a bowl.

Then put water, salt and vegetable soup in the pot, put the pot on the gas stove, wait until the water boils, and then carefully put the noodles in the pot. After the water is boiled, stir it to see if the noodles are cooked.

When the noodles are completely cooked, pour in the fried vegetables, add monosodium glutamate and stir well, then take out the pot. A bowl of delicious "Piarchuan" is ready.

Burning jiaozi: First take out the quick-frozen jiaozi, then put water in the pot and cook it on the gas stove. After the water is boiled, gently put it into jiaozi, cover the lid, let jiaozi float slightly, and put a spoonful of tap water to continue cooking.

When all jiaozi floats on the water, the dumpling skin becomes transparent and swollen, indicating that jiaozi is ripe. You can add a little monosodium glutamate and bring jiaozi out of the pot. Haha, jiaozi is so familiar.

I think the food I cook is always delicious. I will ask my mother to teach me to cook other delicious food in the future.

4. How to write a composition about eating delicious food? When the wheat was ripe, I went out and passed a small town in the south. I was lucky enough to eat the delicious food printed in my mind since I was a child in the restaurant. Eating this long-lost food, the deep longing for it in those days can not help but reappear in my heart. It was my childhood, a hard time in the countryside, and the rural people lived a life without food. People tried their best to eat everything they could, even the old elm tree in front of the door was not spared. People peel off the bark and use it as food in their mouths. Nevertheless, it is still difficult to solve the problem of hunger. Mom couldn't bear to let us starve, so she made a wish early: run us over. We are all sincerely happy. Wait and hope! Finally, one day, my mother said that the wheat in the field can be eaten, so let's follow her to pull the wheat in the field. The wheat in the field is not yet fully mature, which is the best time to grind it. Under the guidance of my mother, I specially selected the wheat that can be used. The wheat used for grinding is particularly strict and tender, because the wheat pulp has not solidified; Not even when you are old, because the wheat is too dry when it is ripe. Be sure to choose those mature, not completely dried, green and full-bodied wheat with a certain hardness. Mother can't bear to part with Dora, because it will be our family's meal. When we came home with two bundles of wheat, we were too tired to straighten up. In fact, life is mild, but people are hungry and have no strength. In order to eat this delicious food, we have to insist on cooking with our mother.

First pinch off the ears of wheat one by one, then stew them in a pot and pinch them into grains. I couldn't help being hungry before all the processes were finished, so I stuffed a handful of wheat into my mouth. After my mother's repeated persuasion, I stopped eating. When all the ears of wheat were ground into grains, mother took them to her own stone mill (at that time, almost every family in the countryside had a stone mill). Lift the upper fan of the stone mill, put a rose copper coin on the navel, and then put the stone mill away. Pour the washed wheat grains on the millstone, insert an orange stalk on the millstone, and we push and pull together with our mother and turn around the millstone. Because there are copper coins between the two millstones and there is a certain gap between the millstones, it takes less effort to push them than to grind them. Even so, we tried our best. Wheat grains on the millstone kept falling, and small rolls of flour kept falling around the millstone, not too long, like a broken matchstick.

Our faces are sweaty, but we are in a good mood, because we will be full soon and it is good food. We are sweating more and more, and the small papers around the millstone are piled up at random. When all the wheat grains on the millstone are finished, we won't breathe.

Mother gently swept the small papers around the millstones with a broom, lifted the upper fan of the stone mill and carefully cleaned the two millstones. Only then did we go to the building with her. I was so anxious that I couldn't see clearly what auxiliary materials my mother had prepared (maybe some garlic juice or something, and there was nothing delicious in those days) that I wolfed it down. That feeling is really better than eating a French dinner!

Time flies, and this unforgettable childhood has become the past. With the improvement of people's living standards and the progress of science and technology, various traditional and foreign famous foods have also been put on the table of ordinary people's homes. People can enjoy delicious food in their spare time, but for me, the most unforgettable thing is to eat the mill made with my mother, which is probably unprecedented in today's world.

May all people no longer feel like me, and may all people grind, turn and taste the delicious food in this world with a quiet heart!

My own food composition is that the Thursday afternoon before June 1 was near the second class, and our class held a gourmet party.

The food at the food party was made by the students themselves. I made amber walnuts, which I learned from my father. For the food to be presented to you at this food festival, I started searching and searching for all kinds of food I can think of a few days ago. One day, my father made amber walnuts for my mother and me to eat. I thought it was delicious, so I asked my father to teach me how to make amber walnuts.

The food street came home from school at noon that day, and after lunch, it began to cook the dishes that it wanted to take away in the afternoon. I first took out about twenty walnuts from the bag on the shelf on the balcony, and then took out a hammer from the bottom shelf to break the walnuts and take out the walnuts inside.

Then take out a plate from the cupboard and hold the peeled walnuts. Then I went to the kitchen, turned on the gas valve behind the stove, put the wok on the stove, and put some oil and sugar into the wok.

Turn on the fire and stir fry slowly with a spatula. After a while, the sugar began to melt slowly and become syrup. After heating, the color of syrup began to darken slowly. At this time, I began to be nervous, because the timing of pouring walnuts is related to whether amber walnuts can be made this time.

I just held my breath and kept stirring, waiting for the moment when the syrup bubbled. I quickly poured walnuts from my plate into the pot, immediately turned off the fire and kept turning over walnuts with a spatula. Walnuts are fried to crisp in the residual temperature of this oil.

After a while, the walnuts were covered with syrup, so I scooped them into a plate and put them on the dining table. Before the walnuts are cold, I will clip them into the prepared plates with chopsticks and separate them all. The glittering amber walnut is ready.

This is the process of making amber walnuts. If you are interested, you can follow my steps step by step. I'm sure it will be very delicious.

6. How to write a model essay on my food composition can be used for reference.

You'd better join your feelings.

After all, writing needs personal attention.

Whenever I see my mother dancing on the chopping board with a kitchen knife in her hand, I always want to go into the kitchen and show my skills in person. It was under my pleading that my mother let me get what I wanted.

It was summer vacation, and my mother made me a "little housekeeper" to take care of rice, oil, salt and vinegar. I was so happy that I quickly went to the supermarket to buy what I needed according to my mother's instructions, grabbed the spatula and got everything ready.

My cooking standard is full of color, smell and taste, and make delicious meals that satisfy my parents. So after careful planning, I decided to make a plate of scrambled eggs with tomatoes and a plate of cold cucumber.

I'll make scrambled eggs with tomatoes first. Cooking for the first time is always a bit clumsy, so I have to obey my mother's instructions and operate respectfully. I first listened to my mother's instructions, broke the eggs, poured them into a bowl and stirred them into paste, and cut the tomatoes into pieces by the way; Then pour the eggs into the pot and stir fry. I can't help but be intoxicated when I hear the sound of oil explosion in the pot and smell the smell of scrambled eggs. "Don't be distracted!" My mother's "Family Instructions" sounded in my ear again. I had to work wholeheartedly, then put the tomatoes in the frying pan, add sugar, soy sauce, salt and cook them. I took the opportunity to sit on a stool and have a rest. After a while, as soon as the lid was opened, a fragrant smell came, and the first dish of delicious food was ready!

Next, I'm going to learn how to make cucumber salad. Really tired! But I still excitedly grabbed the chopping board and prepared to cut cucumbers with a kitchen knife in my hand. I hummed a little song while cutting, but I didn't want to be very happy and sad. On second thought, I forgot to cut the green melon skin! I quickly grabbed the half-cut cucumber and peeled it off. My mother told me a lot of endless words when she came in, which made me nervous and cut my hand. After a while, I finally peeled the skin and cut it into pieces. Fortunately, the latter thing is very simple, just add vinegar, sesame oil and salt.

You're done! I can't wait to bring the "trophy" to the table, waiting for dinner. After mom and dad tasted it, they all said it was delicious. I also tasted some. It's delicious! My heart is full of joy.

God helps those who help themselves! Anyway, as long as you work hard, you can succeed!

7. How to write a composition about snacks How to write fried stinky tofu This is a unique local snacks in winter in the south of the Yangtze River.

When I was young, I ran to the street after school. Of course, this is when I have money in my pocket. Cross the alley and cross the bridge, and you can smell the fried stinky tofu.

The manager who fried stinky tofu is a thin old man with white eyebrows and beard. He always carries heavy burdens. The burden is actually a box made of wood. There are stinky tofu, soy sauce, Chili sauce and a pile of small plates in front of the box, and there is a canned bottle with several pairs of chopsticks in it. There is a small coal stove and a pot in the back box.

The old man always stands on the street corner, absorbed in frying stinky tofu. I haven't heard his shouts, but there are always many diners looking for incense in front of his little bag and standing in a circle.

His stinky tofu is very distinctive. At first glance, it's dark and no different from other stinky tofu, but once it's put in the pot and taken out of it, it becomes golden and delicious, coated with a layer of soy sauce or Chili sauce (his Chili sauce is homemade, bright red, spicy and comfortable), yellow and red, very beautiful. Take a bite carefully (because it's very hot). It's yellow on the outside and white on the inside, crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. It's hot and spicy. At this time, instead of eating, I rolled my tongue and swallowed.

Old people always fry only a few slices at a time, and sell a few slices after frying, so people waiting for them are eating and others pay attention to each other. Most people who eat fried stinky tofu are women and children. It's really strange that women in Jiangnan don't eat spicy food, and when it comes to this burden, they all become "spicy girls" They have to put on a thick layer of Chili sauce, and women don't care about tenderness at this time. They ate until their lips were red, tears were mixed, and they were hot and sweaty.

The old man just kept saying: it's too spicy to stick, don't eat too much. After all, he didn't stop it

So the old man consumes a bottle of Chili sauce every day. At that time, my father gave me fifty cents a month, and at least half of the money was contributed to stinky tofu.

A piece of stinky tofu is worth a penny, and after eating one piece, it will be quiet in one day. Sometimes I don't plan to overspend, but I will restrain myself from running there for fear of long hooks in my eyes.

However, at that time, as long as I accidentally slipped onto the old man's burden, the old man would always see everything, as if he found that I didn't have a penny in my pocket, and he would smile and fry the most crisp and tender piece for me to eat. Sorry to eat for free. Dad will send me money next month, and I will return it to him immediately. The old man also accepted it, but he must fry me an extra piece of stinky tofu.

It has been more than 20 years since I left that small town in the south of the Yangtze River, and I have never eaten such delicious fried stinky tofu (although I have eaten fried stinky tofu in other cities in the south of the Yangtze River, the taste always seems to be a little worse). It always appears in my dreams, with the thin old man with white beard and white eyebrows who doesn't even know his name.