600-word composition "My first time was really good"

In our life, there have been many firsts: the first night trip, the first camping trip, the first train trip, the first trip abroad, the first raising of small animals ... One by one "firsts" are like footprints printed on our growing road, inspiring us.

I first learned to cook when I was in the fourth grade. My parents were not at home that day. I stay at home alone. My mother asked me to cook instant noodles myself. I don't want to eat any. It suddenly occurred to me that there were vegetables and noodles bought in the kitchen, so I was ready to cook for myself.

What I want to do is tomato and egg noodles. The materials I need are: two tomatoes, two raw eggs, five or six onions and cooking oil. After preparing the materials, I started just like my mother usually cooks.

First, take out the tomatoes, wash them with clear water and scrape the skin with a spoon, so that the skin can be peeled off easily. After peeling, I cut the tomatoes into pieces with a knife and put them on a plate. The next step is to beat eggs. First break the egg, then pour the egg white and yolk into the bowl, and finally cut the onion. After cutting the onion, pour it into the bowl.

Then pour some oil into the pot. When the oil is boiled, pour the eggs into the pot. When the egg turns golden, cut it into small pieces with a frying pan shovel and pour it into a bowl. After the eggs are fried, the tomatoes and onions are cooked. First, pour the onion into the pot, stir it a few times, and then pour the chopped tomato into it. When it is completely tasty, pour the egg into the pot, turn it over a few times, and then pour some water into the pot. The soup will be ready when the water boils.

The last thing to do is to cook noodles, pour some water into the pot, put the noodles in the pot when the water boils, and take them out when the water boils again. But it's a little soft, and it's cooked into porridge, hehe ...

This is my first time cooking. Although the rice has been cooked into porridge, I am still very happy. After all, this is my own cooking, and it tastes good.

Through this incident, I understand a truth. As long as it is made by ourselves, no matter how bad it is, we will feel good. I also know that it is not easy for parents. They are busy cooking after work every day. After cooking, it should suit our taste. Therefore, we should cherish everything our parents have done for us.