Keva Martenez
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Father's face
Tonight, I want to cook a dish in front of mom and dad. I took two tomatoes and four eggs out of the refrigerator. Put the tomatoes into a basin of water wash wash, and then take the cutting board cut into pieces, then the juice in the tomatoes flow on the cutting board, stained my hand. I took a small bowl, picked up an egg, think their technology is good, the egg to the bowl a knock, did not think of knock a big hole, the egg is not aligned with the bowl, half of the egg white and yolk can not wait to slide to the ground. This is finished, in order not to let my mother see, I quickly brought a mop, mop the egg liquid on the ground clean. I guess I was too proud. When I laid an egg, I carefully gently tapped the bowl, and the shell broke a crack. Holding the two ends of the egg in both hands, the mouth of the bowl hard to break, the egg white and yolk obediently fell into the bowl, so I put the remaining two eggs into the bowl. The egg yolk in the bowl is like a sun, lovely. I took a pair of chopsticks, stir up, have not stirred for a while, the lovely little sun disappeared, the egg white and yolk dissolved together, into a pale yellow liquid. I really wanted to touch it, and then I couldn't bear it, so I reached in. Wow! It was so cold that I quickly pulled my hand back, and the yellowish liquid stuck to my hand as if it were close to me.
By Keva Martenez11 months ago in Cleats