What are some of the foods you remember from your childhood? What s the story with food?

When I was young, the most memorable thing was the braised fish made by my grandmother, at that time it was in the countryside, the family would go to the reservoir to buy a fat big carp, or live, put it in the basin, the fish's eyes were black, the gills were one by one, some fish may know that the limit is approaching, so they fluttered vigorously, its body was cold and slippery, I don't remember the process of killing fish, anyway, it is to buckle the fish gills, scrape the fish scales, grandma scrapes the fish scales layer by layer with iron scissors, in the repetitive action and the sound of brushing, It's easy for me to get caught up in it and run away from God. There are fish bubbles in the belly of the fish, fish roe and fish offal, whenever my grandmother finishes cleaning up the fish, there will be scarlet blood water floating in the iron basin, exuding a fishy smell, the fish scales float up in a colorful way, the fish is hollowed out, the body becomes light and thin, you can touch the texture of the fish meat, the fish offal that is taken out will be fed to the chickens and ducks, what kind of big black iron pot is used for stir-frying at my grandmother's house, stove, burning straw, I was four or five years old at the time, when my grandmother cooked, I gave the fire, watched her stir-fry, soybean oil poured into the pot, after it was hot, will emit wisps of green smoke, and then put in pepper, star anise, and green onion and ginger, whip out the fragrance, grandma will put the big fish drenched in the pot in the pot, squeak, each oil molecule is screamed because of the immersion of water droplets, along with a puff of green smoke, grandma will first fry the fish body, the fish skin wrinkles, become golden yellow, every tumbling with the aroma of oil.

Wait until it is almost fried, grandma will add a lot of water and start to stew, during which salt, vinegar, sugar, soy sauce and many other seasonings will be put in, and then the room is full of good smelling fish fragrance, those fragrances are like invisible shadows, climb to the beams of the house, and drill into the corridor, very naughty, the house is full of fragrance, about fifteen minutes of fire, you can get out of the pot, lift the lid of the pot, it is the steam and fragrance, the fish is trembling in the yellow soup, I don't know what this soul will go to next**, I hope you don't make fish next time, although you are free to swim around in the water, it will be easy to be eaten, just like you have in this life. Grandma will take a long plate specially filled with fish to bring out the fish, then pour the soup, sprinkle with coriander, it can be served, its aroma is salty as soon as it smells, open the white meat in the belly of the fish, it is very tender, and it is still steaming, the taste of the meat is relatively light, and it is good to eat it with the soup. I love fish, and I never get pierced by a thorn, and I've eaten a lot of fish eyes, but I'm still short-sighted, and some people say that if you eat the bone marrow in the spine of a fish, you'll become smarter, but I haven't eaten that.

Now almost 20 years have passed, I haven't eaten the fish made by my grandmother for a long, long time, she can't cook now, the last time she cooked fish for me a few years ago, it should be a lot of salt, she blames herself, but I still eat it all, in recent years, her health has become worse, I am far away from her, but I know that our hearts have always been connected, she loves me very much, I know. Sometimes, I feel like we are like fish, we seem to be free, but a lot of things are in the hands of others.

Meat Dragon! It occupies an important position in the "kindergarten complex" of many northern children, layer by layer of meat, one bite down, very fragrant! When I was a child, I didn't like to eat staple food, but the meat dragon in the kindergarten was an exception, not only every time I rushed to eat with the children, but also asked my parents to learn to do it when I went home.

When I talk to the northern babies of the same age around me, I will always scream about it, which is really a food that I remember from my childhood! In fact, the method is not cumbersome, and the ingredients are very simple, so it is better to try it yourself with the recipe of the kitchen gentleman and find the taste of childhood.

A lot of food brings back memories of childhood. Soda sugar, I don't know if there are any partners who remember, it's just a drop of sugar with a little bit of soda liquid taste in it. Spring roll.

First of all, this is a symbolic food for the Chinese New Year in our region, and secondly, when I was a child, I was able to gather around as a family to make spring rolls, and I was very impressed by the fact that I enjoyed fresh spring rolls. There is also Huafeng Hualong instant noodles.

I don't know if there are many post-80s friends who still remember. There is also a type of sugar called Scoqi.

The red hair cake (meaning fortune) that will be made during the New Year festival is red, like a person's smiling face, and it tastes the softest and sweetest when it comes out of the pot. When I was a child, adults would burn incense and worship the Buddha and put a plate on it, and after worshiping the ancestors of the gods, they would steam it for children to eat, and it was said that the children would look more well-behaved. The food that can evoke my childhood Spring Festival memories is also a must-eat food here during the Spring Festival, we call it "noodle soup", that is, vermicelli soup, which is similar to the big stewed dish in the Northeast, and is eaten as a staple food in our place.

Hunchun. The tofu skewers, the barbecue ones are crispy, the chicken soup soup skewers (there is a seventy or eighty grandmother at the door of the second end and sprinkles some coriander), and the third end of the small playground is full of palm-sized dry tofu in a big stuffy tank.

Dip the secret ingredients for 5 cents a piece is very hot. When I was a child, my favorite thing to eat was the brown sugar sesame rice balls made by my mother on the first day of the Lunar New Year, the filling was made by myself, and the old brown sugar and sesame seeds and peanuts were crushed together with glutinous rice flour.

Make the dough and wrap the filling in the rice balls and knead them into rice balls, which are sweet and delicious, sweet but not greasy.

Eight treasure dishes", when I was a child, my grandmother would make one every New Year, and several of our little guys loved to eat it, and the dish was swept away as soon as it was served on the table! Grandma is old and has no more food since her legs and feet are inconvenient. Jujube cake, also called backgammon.

Every year, only during the New Year, when the lid is lifted, the strong jujube fragrance permeates the entire stove, this kind of mother's taste at home makes me particularly like, now working hard in a foreign land, I am difficult to give up in the depths of my heart.

The first is big bubble gum, which can evoke my childhood memories, the second is that the potato stew and beans that I am more familiar with can also evoke childhood memories, and the third is that some cucumbers in the farmhouse can also evoke my childhood memories.

It should be marshmallows, Wahaha, lollipops, Wangzi milk, figs, Shuanghui sausages, and other things.

Shredded sweet potatoes, gnocchi soup, lamb skewers, fried noodles, fried cakes, and knife-cut noodles are all foods that I loved to eat when I was a child, and my parents would often take me to eat them when I was young.

Roasted ears of wheat, steamed bread dipped in chili peppers, steamed buns with green chili peppers, green chili peppers dipped in salt, tomatoes sprinkled with sugar, these are all foods that we often eat in childhood, which are very commemorative.

What I can't forget must be that I ate something I can't buy now when I was a child.

For example, a small package of Tang monk meat cannot be bought now.

The two-dollar pack of ice slag, the kind that comes in ziplock bags, has red and green colors.

I can't forget because I miss the time when I was a child, it's gone, and I can only keep moving forward.

The food that impressed me the most was the sour and spicy shredded potatoes. Because, this dish is my dad's specialty.

My favorite thing is my dad's sour and spicy shredded potatoes, which is his specialty.

Every time I fried hot and sour shredded potatoes at home, my father would take me to the vegetable market to buy vegetables. Dad told me, "To make hot and sour shredded potatoes, you first need to prepare two potatoes, some green onions, ginger and chili.

Then wash the potatoes, peel and cut them into shreds. Then, add some oil, turn on low heat, and when the oil in the pan is slightly warm, put the green onion, ginger and chili pepper together in the pan and stir-fry gently. After smelling the fragrance of green onion and ginger, add the shredded potatoes, then add the appropriate amount of salt and vinegar, and stir-fry over medium heat for a few minutes, so that the delicious sour and hot shredded potatoes are ready.

After Dad finished speaking, he walked out of the kitchen with a plate of fried shredded potatoes. As soon as he walked out, a sour and thick aroma of vegetables came to my nose, and my mouth watered. I quickly tasted it, ah, it smells so good!

Dad, you have to keep working hard and keep improving your cooking skills, and I will always be your "fan"!

The food that impressed me the most was the kebab on the streets of Wuhan.

When I was a child, my family was really poor, and when I was 6 years old, I went to Wuhan with my parents to work. At that time, the family had just repaired the house, owed a lot of foreign debts, and the grandmother of the family suffered from kidney failure, and the family's situation was close to collapse.

At that time, our family lived in a shed on the construction site, and ate boiled cabbage and boiled radish with the workers every day, and our faces were green every day. The contractor on the construction site was a very good uncle, one day he wanted to take his children to the park to play, so he took me with him, and after visiting the park during the day, he went to his house and waited for my father to come and pick me up in the evening. Around 8 p.m., my father came, exchanged a few words with the foreman, and then took me away.

Coming out of the foreman's house, I need to walk through a long night market to catch a bus, on that night market, I can't open my legs, the aroma of hot dry noodles, the smell of stinky tofu, duck neck, are desperately pouring into my nose, and the most attractive thing for me is the shouting of wearing an exotic hat and speaking a strong Xinjiang flavor of Mandarin: Xinjiang mutton skewers! Delicious lamb skewers!

With the sound of "squeak" oil, the skewer master sprinkled some chili powder on the meat skewers, etc., and with a "whew" sound, a fragrance burst out from the mutton skewers, and the grilled meat skewers were yellow-brown, and a thick layer of cumin was spread on them. I couldn't move away, and my father seemed to feel my slowing down from his rough hands, and followed my eyes to see the stall that bought lamb skewers. He crouched down and asked me, why don't you leave?

I didn't have him, I just looked at the barbecue stall with a blank eye, and he continued to say to me, Dad brought 2 yuan for the bus fare when he went out today, and he will bring you to eat next time, okay? I knew it was a coaxing of me, but I nodded, and then I took my father's hand and left. Just as I was at the end of the night market, he suddenly crouched down and asked me.

Do you want to eat lamb skewers? ”

He picked me up and strode towards the barbecue stand.

How much is a lamb kebab?

5 cents" to two strings.

After a while, I held two skewers of mutton wrapped in cumin and shiny oil, and the color was burnt and buttery in one bite, and the taste was slightly spicy and fragrant, not greasy or fatty, and the meat was tender and delicious.

Son, now we don't have any money for the car, let's go back to okay" "Uh-huh".

I walked on the streets of Wuhan with a pair of mutton skewers and those rough hands, the lights were bright and beautiful.

After eating the lamb skewers, he carried me on his back and walked back step by step, feeling that it was the warmest bed in the world.

He carried me on his back for more than 1 hour that night.

I never ate the lamb skewers that night.

I remember the most impressive is when I was in Xuzhou, the customer invited to eat the local chicken, this is the best local chicken I have eaten in my life, the meat is still very chewy after the stew is rotten, like eating beef, and it is particularly fragrant.

Loose dried plum vegetables. The dish is dark brown in color, and at first glance, it looks more like a soft, dark tobacco than an ingredient for cooking. But its intense aroma is enough to reveal that it is delicious.

Salty, fermented, dried and aged mustard greens are a specialty of the eastern Chinese city of Shaoxing, where you can buy them at the taverns and dry goods stores on Kanqiao Straight Street. Due to its strong black rice flavor, this pickled green food is well suited to local Shaoxing cuisine, and there are also abundant foods such as stinky tofu, dried fish, and rice wine, each with its own unique flavor. I initially tasted the sweet, soft loose plum vegetables in a softly boiled pork belly, which contrasted with the aroma of yeast.

In daily study, work, and life, we are all familiar with composition, which is the transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed and concise language that you can understand to an external language form that has a standardized grammatical structure and can be understood by others. How to write an essay to avoid stepping on thunder? The following is a food essay in memory compiled for everyone, welcome to share.

Food Essay in Memory 1

There are countless mouth-watering delicacies in this world, and the only one that thrills my taste buds the most is the dumplings.

Dumplings, I believe everyone is familiar with them, after all, they are also a well-known "delicacy". It is an indispensable delicacy every Spring Festival, and it is also the food that many poor families dream of, and it is also an existence that makes us feel warm.

I remember that when I was in the thirties of the Chinese New Year's Eve, according to the customs of my hometown, every family needed to start making dumplings, and my family was no exception. On this day, my grandmother got up early to prepare the ingredients for the dumpling filling, and my grandmother put all the ingredients into a big bowl, and of course there was the indispensable pork in it, which was also my favorite, put them all in the bowl, put on gloves, stirred, and saw them leisurely enjoying the free massage, but they did not know that danger was coming. I only heard the "bang" on the board, and I could think of the scene when they were facing the sanction of their grandmother, only to see a kitchen knife cut one cut after another on them.

When I think about it, I feel sorry for them.

After a while, the grandmother began to make a face, and after the grandmother's skillful hands, the noodles became stronger, soft, soft like the little face of a newborn baby. After the dough was reconciled, I began to roll the dumpling skin, and this time I volunteered to participate in it, only to see that I took the rolling pin as a stick, which should be to beat the disobedient dough into obedience. Then, I pulled a ball of noodles, put it on the smooth board, picked up the "massager" to "serve" it, pressed it comfortably, and gave it a rich banquet to let it have a full meal, which is simply the treatment of a five-star hotel.

But they don't know that their final fate is to boil in hot water and end their lives. After the dumplings were served, the heat steamed my face red, and when I took a bite, my taste buds were satisfied like never before.

Dumplings, a happy food, and a lot of love that I will never forget.