Clam Chowder
Today is National Clam Chowder Day. Although there's many recipes for clam chowder and many varieties, two of the best known are New England clam chowder and Manhattan clam chowder. Although I like Manhattan clam chowder with its red, tomato base, my favorite is New England clam chowder with its white, creamy sauce. I guess this is because potato soup has always been a favorite of mine too.
Fish chowders were believed to be forerunners of the clam chowder. In my historical novel, When Winter Is Past, Beth cooks a fish chowder. Here's an except of where she invites Stanton to stay and eat:
"You can stay for dinner, can’t you? I’m fixing a fish chowder, which
won’t take long to prepare.”
“I’d be delighted if it’s not too much trouble."
"Will
you be bored to sit here and keep me company as I cook? You could always move
over and talk with Father."
“I
find talking with you fascinating, so I’ll stay here if I won’t be in your way."
Beth
looked pleased and busied herself preparing the meal. Stanton found he liked to
just sit and watch her. As she stood and worked, she had a graceful way about
her. It wasn’t until she walked about with her limp that she became unbalanced.
Stanton watched Beth add a few carrots, diced potatoes, and onions to the pot with the fish. In
about ten minutes, she stirred in butter, milk, and a little flour. She added
some salt and pepper and stirred it until it came to a boil. The food smelled
wonderful.
She
swung the pot away from the fire and dipped some for her father first. When she
had him settled with his food before him, she came back to serve theirs.
Stanton wondered if they would share a trencher, but she chose two of the more
modern pottery bowls and dipped chowder into them. He hoped his disappointment
didn’t show. He would have enjoyed sharing a trencher with her. She then set
out fresh bread and butter.
The
kitchen became extra warm with the fire built up enough to cook, but the cloudy
weather kept it from becoming too sweltering. He took a spoonful of his
chowder. It tasted as good as it smelled.
“This
is delicious. I don’t think I’ve ever eaten anything quite like it.”
“Since
Father has become a finicky eater, I’ve experimented with some recipes to try
to get him to eat more. This is one of those. The fish is fresh. I just caught
them this morning.”
“You
caught these and still managed to get back by the time I arrived?”
“When
I left the house, the daylight had just begun to break through, and I only went
to the creek. The fish there aren’t as big as the ones sold in the markets, but
I know a spot where the bigger ones stay, and I can catch enough for a meal. I
filleted them into pieces to boil for the chowder.
She gave him an apologetic smile.“I
didn’t know you were coming, so I don’t have a pie baked, but I have some fresh
strawberries and sweetened cream to go on them. They’re the very first of the
season, and I had to search the sunny areas before the rain came to find them.”
“That
sounds delicious too.”
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There are many recipes for clam chowder, and you can find some good ones on the internet. Choose one that appeals to you and celebrate the day. Since chowders are believed to be French in origin, Bon appetit!
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