北阳台里堆满了各式的菜蔬,看着竟然什么也不想吃。一个手提袋里滚落出的一只大土豆静静地躺在地中间,一下子就让我想起了童年的冬天,围着小火炉子烙出的馨香的土豆片,这样一想,食欲竟被这只大土豆给勾起来了。我给土豆打皮,洗净,切成片,放在平底锅里去煎。还滴上了自炸的葵花油。一正一反一个翻身,土豆片两面焦黄,香味溢满了厨房。捡一片放在嘴里,好吃!还是那么好吃! North Terrace filled with all kinds of vegetables, looked at what actually want to eat. Suddenly, lying in the middle of a large pot of potatoes tumbling out of a handbag, all of a sudden reminded me of childhood’s winter, sweet potato chips baked around a small stove, It was hooked up by this big potato I hit the potatoes, washed, cut into pieces, on the pan to fry. Also dripped from the fried sunflower oil. An upside down one by one, potato chips on both sides of the yellow, fragrant overflowing the kitchen. Pick up a piece in the mouth, delicious! Or so delicious!