In our ordinary daily life, we all have the experience of writing essays, and we are very familiar with them. Composition is the transition from internal speech to external speech, that is, from a compressed and concise summary that we can write. The transformation of clear language into an external language form that is developed, has a standardized grammatical structure, and can be understood by others. Still at a loss for composition? Below are 7 300-word essays on eating chicken that I compiled for everyone for your reference. I hope it can help friends in need. 300-word essay on eating chicken Part 1

Weather on Sunday, December 26, XX: sunny

In the morning, my mother, father, brother and I came to McDonald’s, ready to have a full meal have to.

As soon as I entered McDonald's, a smell hit my nose. I couldn't help but said excitedly: "Wow! It smells so good."

I made a reservation first, then went to the service counter. I want two bottles of soda, a basket of chicken drumsticks, and a package of children's meals.

After washing my hands, I sat down, took out a few pieces of chicken, and smelled it. It smelled so good! Give one piece to dad first, then give another piece to mom, then give one piece to your brother, and eat a piece yourself.

Everyone looked at me in a state of utter embarrassment and laughed so hard.

Look, while I was eating the chicken drumsticks, I quietly looked at my brother: Haha, the chicken drumsticks were all over the floor. Then look at my brother’s mouth. Don’t laugh when you see it: the mouth is open. One fit, and the whole mouth was filled with chicken drumsticks.

After introducing my brother, who looked embarrassed, I looked at my mother again: You see, I have to look at the ground and wipe my mouth at the same time, and I am also very careful when eating chicken drumsticks, for fear of falling on the ground. well!

Haha! Dad performed quite well! Don't underestimate dad, he eats very attentively: he puts his arms on the table, eats once, pauses once, looks up and down, and looks left and right, just like the kitten in my grandma's house. , as if afraid of being snatched away by others.

Isn’t it cute that our family eats chicken legs? 300-word essay on eating chicken, Part 2

As the saying goes: "Food is the first thing for the people." As a chubby and cute "foodie", I think it is more appropriate to change it to "people regard meat as their destiny". Haha! Among meats, chicken is my favorite.

In order to satisfy my hobby, grandma visited local chickens all over the place. You know, native chicken is hard to find in the market now! Whenever I come home from school, as long as the familiar and refreshing fragrance wafts from the corridor, I know that today will be a good day!

I finished my homework while swallowing my saliva, wow! It’s finally time to eat! A full pot of chicken soup was brought to the table, and I saw this white and tender old man sitting in the middle. The golden chicken soup shone with an attractive luster. Dotted with a few shiitake mushrooms, they look like small boats rippling on the golden waves.

Get closer and take a deep breath, ah! The warm, rich fragrance makes me salivate again. Like a hungry wolf, I couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, peel off the chicken skin that I didn't like to eat, pick up a large piece of white and tender chicken, and stuff it into my mouth. The delicious chicken juice accompanied by the tender chicken rolled around in my throat and rushed to my stomach impatiently. Every cell in my body excitedly opened my mouth to welcome this delicious food in the world. Suddenly, my whole body was filled with the power to fly high.

Every time I eat chicken, grandma will leave the chicken heart for me to eat, saying that eating chicken heart will improve my reading memory. I think this is not just a little chicken heart, but also embodies the deep love of my elders for me. 300-word essay on eating chicken, Part 3

After school in the afternoon, I was playing games outside the house, and my grandpa asked me to go home for dinner.

As soon as I entered the house, a fragrant smell of food hit my nose. My saliva almost flowed out, and my stomach suddenly made a growl. I quickly sat at the edge of the table, reached out and picked up a piece of my favorite chicken leg and put it in my mouth.

At this time, grandpa strode into the living room and said to me hastily: Miaomiao, put it down quickly! Go and wash your hands before eating. I reluctantly put down the fragrant chicken legs and walked to the bathroom. Grandpa came over and said to me kindly: My dear granddaughter, you must wash your hands before eating. Because when we play, our hands get dirty, and germs get on our hands or hide between our fingernails. Wow, is that so? I looked at my grandpa in surprise. Grandpa nodded seriously and continued: If you eat with dirty hands, bacteria will enter your stomach with the food, which will cause hepatitis and dysentery and endanger your health. Without a healthy body, how can you study well? After listening to my grandfather's words, I felt very scared. I stuck out my tongue, immediately turned on the faucet, applied hand sanitizer, rubbed it vigorously, and washed my hands clean.

Grandpa said happily: Miao Miao is so good! Come and eat chicken drumsticks. I stretched out my white and fat little hands to pinch the chicken legs again, and ate them with big mouthfuls. I felt that today's chicken legs tasted great. Grandpa also praised me as a good boy who pays attention to hygiene. 300-word essay on eating chicken, Part 4

Say goodbye to the Shen Monkey and welcome the Unitary Rooster. The new year has begun again!

On the New Year’s Eve reunion night, grandma and grandma cooked a lot of chicken dishes, which made me salivate: there were chickens fried by grandma herself, there were palace chicken fried by grandma, and they Let's cook together - beggar's chicken.

My favorite among these three dishes is the beggar’s chicken. The beggar's chicken is fat, tender and piping hot. As soon as you open the lotus leaf, a strong aroma of chicken hits your face. I picked up a piece of chicken and put it in my mouth. Before the chicken had a firm foothold on my tongue, it was swallowed into my stomach. The beggar's chicken is tender and delicious, even the bones are crispy. I particularly like it.

Beggars chicken is not only delicious, but it also has a special origin. A long time ago, there was a beggar who accidentally caught a chicken. He wanted to eat the chicken, but there was no pot or stove, and no seasoning. He thought of a way: kill the chicken first, remove the internal organs, then wrap the whole chicken with soil, and then roast it on the fire. The dried mud chicken is cooked and the aroma is fragrant. Later, the people in the restaurant learned the beggar's cooking method and called this dish "Beggar's Chicken", which has been passed down from generation to generation until now.

Eating chicken in the Year of the Rooster has given me a lot of knowledge. It seems that there are many unknown stories behind the food! 300-word essay on eating chicken, Part 5

One night, Xiao Ming’s father cooked a sumptuous dinner. Dad called out that it was time for dinner. Xiao Ming and grandpa heard it and came over to sit at the dinner table.

When Xiao Ming saw the table full of food, his mouth watered. I saw a big chicken drumstick in the bowl, and I was about to pick it up, but my father beat me to it. My father gave the drumstick to my grandfather, and said to my grandfather with a smile: Dad, you are old, this drumstick is for you to eat. Xiao Ming was surprised when he saw it, and thought: Why didn't my father give me the chicken legs to eat, but gave them to grandpa? It's so partial.

Grandpa seemed to see through Xiao Ming’s thoughts, so he gave the chicken drumstick to Xiao Ming to eat, and said with a smile: Xiao Ming, I think you really want to eat this drumstick, so I’ll give it to you! Xiao Ming said happily: Thank you, grandpa!

When Xiao Ming was about to eat chicken legs, he suddenly thought that his father usually worked very hard, so he held the chicken legs and carefully walked to his father and said to his father: Dad, you usually work so hard, this chicken drumstick should be For you to eat. When my father and grandfather met, they both praised Xiao Ming for being a filial and sensible child. After hearing this, Xiao Ming felt happier than eating chicken legs! 300-word essay on eating chicken, Part 6

This afternoon the teacher gave me an assignment - a bottle that can eat eggs. When I first heard it, I still didn’t believe it. How could eggs be eaten from a bottle? Doesn’t that bottle make you an adult?

When I got home, I took out a hard-boiled egg and a bottle with questions, and then took out a piece of paper and a lighter. I peeled the eggs first, then used a lighter to light the fire on the piece of paper, and then immediately put it in the bottle. Finally, when the fire went out, I immediately put the egg on the mouth of the bottle. Then you will find some white stuff appearing in the mouth of the bottle. If you ask with your nose you will smell a very unpleasant smell. Now that the eggs have really gone into the bottle, this fully proves that my experiment has been successful!

It seems that it is still possible to eat eggs from a bottle. But why is the bottle mouth so small that eggs can still be called in? Later I asked my mother, and she said that in the past, people would use a jar and a lighter to light the paper on fire, then put it inside and turn it around, then put it on the body immediately, and they had to move quickly, otherwise the fire would be inside. If it is destroyed, it will no longer work. This is exactly like a bottle that eats eggs. Mom also said that the bottle also needs oxygen. If there is no oxygen, things will forcefully drill into it.

Ah! It turns out that the experiment is so interesting. I will do the experiment seriously in the future and learn more and more interesting scientific knowledge from it. 300-word essay on eating chicken Part 7

Today, my father said to me: "Shall we do an experiment?" I said: "Okay, great!"

Dad He asked me to get the equipment for experiments. Two water glasses, a lighter, and an alcohol lamp. After getting the equipment, Dad started to do experiments. I stood quietly and watched. The name of this experiment is "Eating Eggs from a Bottle". Dad lit the alcohol lamp, then placed a bottle on it and let the alcohol lamp burn the bottom of the bottle. An egg is placed on the mouth of the bottle. Because the mouth of the bottle is relatively small, the egg did not fall, but rested on the mouth of the bottle. After burning for a while, steam came out of the bottle. After burning for a while, the egg still sat firmly on the mouth of the bottle. At this time, Dad said: "It seems that the mouth of the bottle is too small, so this experiment was not successful. Now, let's change to a bottle with a larger mouth for the experiment." We waited patiently, and Dad went again I found a bottle with a larger opening than before, and put the egg on it to prevent it from falling in immediately.

Now I started to use the alcohol lamp to burn the bottle. This time it was better. Not long after it burned, the egg on the bottle no longer belonged to Mr. Jiang as before, but fell into the bottle.

ah! The bottle ate the egg! The experiment was successful!

I like this experiment very much!