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when my mother is preparing a meal in the kitchen, I could hear the slicing sound on the wooden chopping board as I watch the cucumber juice oozing out from the cucumber onto the chopping board. I watched as my mother gingerly put the chicken into the pot. i could hear the bubbling sound from the pot as the bubbles slowly burst. the cover of the pot was misted with condensation. Once my mother took out the chicken and placed it on the plate, I smell a good aroma.

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“psssssss” the stove was on. my mother was cooking in the kitchen, she was preparing a western dish for the family. “whats for dinner today ma?” we asked. “Fish and Chips!” she exclaimed. we saw her wash the cod fish whole heartedly, she was drenched in sweat.

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in the kitchen, i saw my father preparing my favourite maggi noodle in the middle of the night. I see him cutting fresh vegetables while the water boils,as he was putting the meal together, sweat was dripping down his back profusely. I could hear the beeping sound coming from the fridge while i could smell the soups stock.

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As I approached the kitchen, I saw my mother standing in front of the stove. I could smell the fragrance of the garlic as it is being fried and I felt that I was under the scorching sun due to the heat produced by the stove. Soon, the sound of sizzling was heard and my mother was tossing the food like a professional chef. The food started to turn yellowish and more vibrant. After my mother had finished cooking, I tasted it and the flavour of the food was melting on my tongue.

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The sizzling garlic in the pan lured me into the kitchen as i saw my mother’s silhouette forming. The dicing of fresh vegetables had me in awe as her vegetables were cut in perfect cubes. She lifted the cutting board, tilted it and the knife to scrap it down into the pan. The crackling sound of the vegetable dish amplified and my mouth began to water. As she opened the wooden cupboard, I saw the glimmer of the nicely stacked plates. I heard the “clinging” sound of kitchenware before she took two plates and set them down on the kitchen counter. She picked up the spatulas that was laid neatly beside the pan and began transferring the dish into the plates. As i sat down on the table to taste the dish, it was delectable. My mom cooked my favourite dish, stir-fried vegetables!

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the sizzling sounds of the hot oil caught my attention as I curiously creeped into the kitchen. peeping from behind the wall curiously looking at what was stirring up in the kitchen. The smell of cheese sassuges and onions filled the air as I took a whiff of it. It was mother , cooking her best well known dish amongst all the family members, aglio oilo.

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In a cluttered mess in the kitchen, my father was boiling my family’s favourite Lotus soup. The rich aroma filled the air as the fire got stronger. The whistling sounds and bubbling noises of the pipping hot soup, broke the silence in the peaceful household. Potato peels on the floor and carrot cubes by the sink were scattered all around the ceramic flooring. Curiosity struck me as i decided to take a small peek of what was brewing in the kitchen. Hot air surrounded my body and fogged my spectacles as i entered the kitchen to have a taste of the flavourful soup.

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As i heard oil splashes and sizzling coming from the kitchen.  I quickly ran to the kitchen and to my surprise, it was my mother cooking one of my favourite dishes, sweet and sour pork. The strong aroma of the sweet and sour sauce filled the air. As my mother stir-fried the dish, i could see the steam fogging up the glass panel between the kitchen and the living room.

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As I stepped foot into the kitchen, I was met with an array of dull kitchenware. It was as if I entered a library, but instead of books it was filled with dishes and cutleries. I turn to my right as I heard the sizzling and splashing of hot oil. My mother was too immersed in deep frying prawns to realise that I was there. As she was turning around to get the salt, she saw me from the corner of her eye and I immediately heard the frustrated shouts of her shooing me out in fear that I might get burned by the splattering hot oil. :)

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My mom was in the kitchen making a cake. You could hear the sound of her mixing the ingredients together, and you could see flour all over the kitchen. The beeping sound as she put the batter in the oven. I followed the sweet smelling aroma from the cake to walk into the kitchen to see a bright yellow cake that looked so appetizing. I frowned as soon as I saw the messy kitchen.

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The sizzling sound of the eggs being fried on the pan echoed throughout the kitchen. The warm maple syrup waffled into my nose as i walked towards my kitchen. There , stood my mother looking out the window as she sipped her coffee , waiting patiently for the next batch of pancakes to be ready. I dipped my spoon into the warm maple syrup and put it into my mouth , savouring it.

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“Cling clang, Cling clang” My grandmother professionally swerved up the pan as the vegetables were tossed up. A lady with a small frame and curly, highlighted hair was seen cooking in the kitchen preparing dinner for us as usual. After frying the vegetables, she placed them gracefully on the plate.
“Ah girl! Bring out the dishes!” She called out. The sizzling of the meat slowly faded as she turned the stove off. The aroma from the sweetly marinated beef filled the air. I sniffed the deliciously prepared meal as I served the dish. Hearing the water flow, I assumed my grandmother was cleaning up the kitchen.

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In a cluttered mess in the kitchen, my mother was cooking a scrumptious pot of chicken curry. the curry had a bright orange colour which looked very appealing. The aroma soon filled the air with its rich coconut scent and made our stomach grumbled. The state of the kitchen was unbelievably messy with pots and pans stacking in the sink.

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There are clanging of pans as grandma is preparing to cook for dinner.She started taking out the vegetables and meat from the refrigerator and freezer.The swift sounds of the knife filled the rook as she carefully sliced the vegetables one by one.Then,there was an screeching loud sound suggesting water had boiled.Hot steamed surrounded the atmosphere around the kettle.

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In the kitchen, I see my mother preparing her speciality dish, steamed fish for tonight's family dinner. She was busy multitasking, I hear chopping of different ingredients on the chopping board, boiling of the steamer and the fishy smell waffling out