Grandma's Taste Composition 1 I still remember the happy time I spent at my grandmother's house. What floated in my memory was my grandmother's "fragrance".
Grandma's taste is fragrant chicken soup. Grandma knows that I like chicken soup best. She often sits by the kitchen stove and cooks chicken soup in the soup pot. Grandma filled the kitchen stove with straws, and the fire lit up her kind face. I am drinking chicken soup. I said to grandma, "grandma, your spine is not good." You need to fix it. Please drink some. " Grandma was actually very happy, but she went and said, "This is stewed for the baby." Now I think of the chicken soup stewed by grandma, and I feel that the taste of chicken soup seems to flow from my mouth to my heart.
Grandma tastes like soap. In the cold winter, despite the cold, grandma's hands were shaking with cold and bent down to wash my clothes. When I am cold, I will blow a hot air into my palm. My grandmother sometimes stands up and moves when she is tired. My grandmother doesn't know how many clothes she has washed for me, and how worried she is about me ... I feel like crying.
Grandma's smell is the smell of the sun and bask in the quilt. Grandma always watches me fall asleep quietly under the lamp. Sometimes I pretend to be asleep. After a long time, I opened my eyes and found my grandmother still watching me quietly. I laugh like my grandmother, too. Mother-in-law said, "Go to sleep." So, I fell asleep under my mother-in-law's eyes.
In my mother-in-law's yard, every inch of land and every tree smells like my mother-in-law. My mother-in-law shines on my childhood like a ray of sunshine.
Grandma's Taste Composition 2 In my memory, there is a taste that I can't forget. This is the smell of grandma.
Grandma's taste is crunchy. Grandma's wheat cake is thin and stuffed, and the skin is crisp. She swallowed them in one gulp, leaving oil in her mouth.
Grandma's taste is delicious. The delicious sweet potato pancakes are irresistible. The delicious stuffing and the skin of the Q-bomb contain a little brown, so fragrant and crisp.
Grandma tastes white and sweet. Grandma's maltose is different from usual maltose. Grandma will add sesame seeds. Sweet sugar, with crispy sesame seeds, has an endless aftertaste.
Grandma's taste is still fresh. Smooth and energetic noodles, with shrimp, eggs and a little meat, have become my favorite food-seafood noodles.
Grandma's taste is not only the taste of food, but also the taste of meticulous love.
I remember before, when the typhoon came, I was playing outside in the rain. Grandma saw it, moved her injured foot, came over and pulled me back. "Why are you so headstrong?" While cursing, he wiped his whole body and helped me change into clean clothes. She was afraid that I would catch a cold and immediately made a bowl of ginger soup to drink. ...
Grandma, my beloved old man, is the most beautiful taste in my heart.
Grandma's Taste Composition 3 One morning, we went to grandma's house and met my dear aunt, cousin and cousin.
Grandma asked us to catch fish. Each of us set out with a net bag with a small hole.
When we reached a stream surrounded by short grass, we began to fish.
My feet were cold when I stepped into the stream, but I soon got used to it. I fished casually and caught a loach. My brother is more experienced. He caught two or three, and the rest were small fish.
After lunch, we went to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables. Adults pick yellow bitter gourd, let's pick beans for a competition. At first, my cousin was ahead. Hearing the news, my cousin and I followed closely. Finally, my cousin recovered, and I thought, isn't this the right time? Immediately picked up speed. Finally, we tied and went to help adults pick bitter melons.
After a short rest, we went to the orchard to pick fruit. We picked some big watermelons, red dates and thin pears. When I got home, I washed all the fruits and cut the watermelon. Everyone began to eat with relish: "Mmm-delicious!"
Grandma's fruits and vegetables really deserve her reputation! I'm still savoring the taste of my dream grandma's house!
Grandma's taste composition was written four times, and I went back to my hometown. Grandma cooked a dish for me to eat, and I felt a taste of my hometown.
During the winter vacation, my mother said that she would take us back to our hometown. I said, "But my hometown is far away from us. How can I get there? " Mom said, "No matter how far it is, we will go back to our hometown."
In the afternoon, we came to grandma's house. I rushed to grandma's side and hugged her, because I haven't been to grandma's house for a long time and haven't eaten grandma's cooking for a long time. Grandma decided to cook a dish by herself. She cooked a good dish for us to taste, that is scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Grandma took out three eggs and two tomatoes from the refrigerator. Grandma beat eggs in the pot first, then put tomatoes and some oil. Grandma turned up the fire and fried it a few times, and the food gradually became hot, emitting oil smoke. Grandma added some salt, a little onion and monosodium glutamate and turned down the fire. Grandma fried the dish again, and it smells really good! A bowl of delicious food that my eyes have been staring at! That smells good! Grandma cooked chicken legs, roasted goose, vegetables ... and had dinner. I ate that bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. How delicious! Although all the other dishes are delicious, they are not as good as this bowl of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.
Feel the taste of hometown after eating this bowl of dishes. At this time, I think grandma is a good cook. She always cooks some dishes that we like. I will cook better dishes to repay him in the future.
Grandma's sense of taste can be felt by taste, smell or heart. For me, the taste deep in memory is the most different.
On weekdays, I often pester my grandmother to make glutinous rice balls with sesame seeds and red bean paste. They are waxy and sweet, with a bowl of hot soup. The smell makes people drool when they think about it. When I was a child, I always liked to lie in front of the stove and watch my grandma wrap jiaozi. Grandma poured glutinous rice flour into a stainless steel basin, then added warm water to knead the flour into a big dough; Then, divide the dough into small balls, then put the sesame stuffing and bean paste stuffing prepared in advance into flattened small round cakes, and then knead the stuffed dough into "big drops" according to the custom of hometown. I looked at the "big drops" in the pot and my mouth watered. Grandma always gives me the first bowl of glutinous rice balls. After eating a bowl, I always chase her with a bowl and ask for another bowl. Grandma's jiaozi is so delicious that I can't forget it. Others can't copy it, nor can they buy it from any store. I always look forward to eating a bowl of hot jiaozi cooked by my grandma. I often boast in front of my friends: "My grandmother's jiaozi is the best in the world."
I am very happy. I have an ingenious grandmother, who can cook delicious dishes and be the best jiaozi in the world. This is my grandmother's smell. Grandma's love is treasured in this smell.
I want to thank my grandmother for taking care of me, accompanying me and taking care of me for ten years. The smell of grandma accompanied me to grow up slowly.
Grandma's Taste Composition 6 Grandma is not a cultural person. She is just an ordinary farmer, but she makes me respect. ...
In the field, grandma kept busy. Hard work brought green rice and grass that fluttered gently with the wind. The sunshine in summer is very strong and shines on her, but she doesn't care; The flowers in the field are colorful, but she has no time to appreciate them. Grandma, she smells like a field-simple and gorgeous.
In the country, there is smoke on the roof. Grandma used a big iron pot. Under the stove, people need wood to make a fire. The fire reflected grandma's face. The fragrance wafted from the pot. When the lid was lifted, steam came out. It's a potato with a strong hometown flavor. Grandma's smell is the smell of a plate of potatoes in my hometown.
There is a jar of old wine in the storage room, which may have been there for a year or two. The jar is a little old, with some dust on the surface, giving off a woody smell. That's a jar of rice wine brewed by grandma herself. On holidays, grandma moved it out. When the jar is lifted, it is not pungent at all. It contains Mi Xiang and Grandma's heart. Grandma shared this bottle of rice wine with her neighbors. Grandma tastes like this bottle of rice wine. Calm and generous.
Grandma's taste is not deliberately publicized. Flowing between her fingers and dimples. That's the smell of my childhood ...
Grandma's Taste Composition 7 My grandma's home is in a fishing village. I have the best memories of my life in that village.
It's the smell of childhood, and it's a lingering smell.
When I was a child, every time I went to my grandmother's house, I would see her smiling and always holding a big watermelon or a rice cake in her hand. At this time, greedy I will run over and swallow it. When you are full, go to Puyang River to play on the green flag. Every time I see smoke coming from grandma's chimney, I know it's time to eat my once-a-day dinner. There are fat but not greasy braised pork, steamed green beans and, of course, my favorite tomato and egg soup. Sandwich a few pieces of braised pork, eat a few pieces of green beans and pour some egg soup, and the food will be swallowed thinly. Whenever I choke, my grandmother will pat me on the back and say, "Hey, you greedy cat, eat slowly and choke again." Every meal at grandma's house is a happy meal.
After so many years, the small shops in the village have been demolished, the new park has been built and the old park has been renovated. I have also changed from a child who can only grin and giggle to a little boy. Everything has changed, but grandma's taste has not changed.
Grandma's smell is the smell of childhood.
Grandma's Taste Composition 8 Today is also the Mid-Autumn Festival full moon night. The window was dark, and Qiu Chan's crying was particularly bleak and sad.
When it comes to the tip of salad lettuce, I have to mention my grandmother, who accompanied me through all my childhood.
Cold lettuce tip is a home-cooked dish, which is economically developed, cost-effective and nutritious. Five dollars can buy two or three green vegetable tips at the farmer's market. After returning home, you can wash it with cold water, pour it into boiling water for a while, and then you can pick it up and set the plate. Then put garlic paste and olive oil, a small amount of salt and vinegar into the dish, and you can also add other seasonings according to your own taste, and you can eat it after stirring. Lettuce mixed with cold dishes, its color is light green, crystal clear, like a jasper. Pick up a piece and put it in your mouth. A little sweetness is beyond words, bringing a fragrance to your taste. If you take it in summer, you can still feel a coolness between your lips.
This is the smell of grandma.
"Since ancient times, it has been crisp and lonely." In autumn, eat a plate of cold lettuce tip, the taste is not only in the lips, but also in the heart.
There is a shallow autumn wind blowing head-on, which smells of missing, and grandma knows that the gas field flows in the wind. Shallow autumn, light and shadow-deep thinking under rubbings; Shallow autumn, deep and shallow shadows-whispering deep love.
Good early autumn! You are also safe on the horizon!
Grandma's Taste Composition When I was 9 years old, I always heard such a children's song "Shake, Shake, Shake to Waipo Bridge". I am intoxicated every time I listen to it. It seems that the soul has arrived at grandma's house.
Grandma's home is in the country, not too far from us, and we can see her every weekend. Grandma loves me very much and often says, "Han, do you want to eat a cupcake?" "Korea, grandma learned a new dish. Do you want to try? " "Han, grandma takes you to the stream to play." As long as I am in the country, grandma's words are always in my ear. I always agree with grandma's request.
Grandma's smile is the sweetest in my heart. She is happy in everything she does. Even if I make a mistake, she will be happy. Grandma's "grandma cake" is the best snack. I don't want any snacks as long as there are "grandma cakes". The snack "granny cake" is always delicious in the eyes of neighbors and children! But this is my grandmother. Children can't eat their own snacks! . Fortunately, grandma cooked a lot of food and handed it to them with mirth every time. After eating, the children's faces are always filled with happy smiles. It is because of the "grandma cake" that I have a full position in front of those children. Grandma sometimes makes up some small games for us to play. In a word, my grandmother can do anything except what she didn't expect, and she wouldn't have done it without her.
"Shake, shake, shake to Waipo Bridge." Grandma's taste is as sweet as his smile. At this time, grandma's smile is still engraved in my heart!
Grandma's Taste Composition 10 Noodles have thousands of different flavors. I have eaten many noodles in the world, and they are all delicious. But grandma's face is unique, and no other person in the world can make the same taste.
Although this kind of noodles is unique, it is also a bowl of vegetarian noodles.
Every time I go to my grandmother's house, I will definitely eat a bowl of noodles, because it is so delicious. Noodles are always rich in side dishes. There are also shrimp, eggs and cabbage, which are also QQ bombs. When they enter the mouth, they will slide down the throat with saliva. This taste is really worthy of praise!
On the way to grandma's house, I called her early and asked her to wait for us first. When I arrived at my grandmother's house, a bowl of steaming noodles was delivered to me. I immediately began to gobble up. After eating my bowl of noodles, I feel full. I looked at the noodles in my brother's bowl and had a bad idea, gnome male-"!
"Brother, grandma's room to drink. Go get it! " On hearing this, my brother ran away like a rabbit, and the noodles in his bowl came at me, hahaha! Just then, my brother came back.
Grandma's taste is so unique and unpretentious.