When I was a boy, I had a big appetite(胃口). I was lucky enough to have my grandma, because she always cooked delicious food for me. At that time, I lived at school l could only go back home on vacation. But whenever I got the chance to go back home, I would like to stay in my grandma's home.
When my grandma cooked in the kitchen, I would like to help her. I helped her wash vegetables, clean dishes and so on. Then l set the table and waited for her to eat together. It was really a warm memory for me.
My grandma always tried to create new dishes. Every time after she cooked a new dish, she would let me try first. Then she would wait for mycommentsfor the dish. After I told her how I liked the dish, she would write down some notes on a small notebook.
When I grew up, I went to another city to work. Although I tried a lot of food in many expensive restaurants, in my eyes, my grandma was the best cook in the world.
