"Today I will
teach
you to cook," said my mother. I didn't know
how
it would go, but I agree.
I saw my mother cook rice before, so I did it easily.
But
when it came to cooking vegetables, I didn't know how to do it. My father asked me to cut up one cabbage and make other ingredients (原料)
ready
. "Now put some garlic (大蒜) into the pot. Then,
add
some turmeric (姜黃根粉) and put the cabbage. Don't forget to add some salt." My father stood next to me and told me what I should do.
After
finishing the cabbage, I cooked beef soup.
Finally
, I finished cooking the meal in almost two hours. I
served
the food to my parents. They ate it and said it was wonderful. At last, it was
my
turn to eat the food. I thought it was terrible.
From that day on, I learnt to cook. The first experience of
tasting
my own cooking was so terrible, but it taught me a great lesson. I started respecting (尊重) food, as I learnt that one had to try his best to cook it.
