The kitchen is a concert hall. The faucet is rattling, the hood is whirring, and the dishes are crac

The kitchen is a concert hall, the pounding of pots and pans is a variation, and the popping of flames is like a drum kit.

My kitchen was a concert hall, and my mother turned on the faucet, sang songs with tap water, and gave the tomatoes a comfortable bath. Then, the mother "dong dong" cut the washed tomatoes into semicircles of different sizes, and then took two more eggs, and knocked them on the side of the bowl, and the eggs "slid down" into the bowl. When the stir-fry began, my mother poured the oil into the hot pan, and the oil made a "sizzle" sound, and then put the beaten eggs into the pan, and soon the eggs became omelets, "puff" and beat gently in the pot, and the tomatoes also rushed into the pot, and there was a "crackling" sound. >>>More

Summary. The kitchen is a concert hall, and when chopping vegetables, the regular beating of "dangdangdang" seems to be playing drums. The water for washing vegetables flows like a waterfall. >>>More

The kitchen is a concert hall, so to speak.

The kitchen is a concert hall in our house. Music is played regularly every morning, noon and evening. And the protagonists of the performance are mom and dad. >>>More

Is there a kitchen that is a concert hall and my mother is a good conductor? >>>More