收音机循环播放着一首老歌,厨房的水开了,煎锅里黄油散发着焦香。一个清爽的早晨,一个吃货的第一餐。晨起最重要的,不是在公园里悠闲地散步,而是提起菜篮子在市场上精挑细选早餐的食材,胡萝卜、紫甘蓝、生菜……样样都要新鲜。要说我最幸福的时刻,大概就是洗着蔬菜跳着劲舞哼着小曲儿的时候了。将牛肉切成薄片,倒入一勺百加得酒,撒上黑胡椒和少许盐,用手揉捏,腌制一会儿,下锅煎熟,浓郁的香气就扑鼻而来。 The radio circulated an old song. The water in the kitchen opened, and the butter in the frying pan radiated with incense. A refreshing morning, the first meal of a meal. The most important thing in the morning is not to take a leisurely walk in the park, but to pick up the ingredients of the breakfast basket carefully selected in the market. Carrots, purple cabbage, and lettuce are all fresh. To say my happiest moment, it’s probably time to wash vegetables and dance with little songs. Cut the beef into thin slices, pour a spoonful of Bacardi wine, sprinkle with black pepper and a pinch of salt, knead by hand, pickle it for a while, cook it in a pot, and the rich aroma will come out.