So here's my soup of the week.
Clam chowder.
What the picture does not show you is the too thin broth and the sandy baby clams (which looked horribly creepy *shiver*)
I can't tell you for sure whether I actually love clam chowder or not as I have not had it in years and it's not something I'd order in a restaurant. But what I can tell you is that when I think of clam chowder I think 'thick, rich, creamy, succulent soup'. And another thing I can tell you was that this certainly was not any of the above.
So why did I make it, you ask? Because B is a lover of all things seafood and you do things like that for the people you love. Unfortunately if he was basing my love on this soup then he would think I hate him. Thankfully our marriage is based on more than my occasional sucky cooking.
I have tried making clam chowder once before and it was also a flop. Once bitten, twice shy? Twice bitten, forever shy? That's it, I'm out. Clam chowder, you are dead to me.
4 comments:
BAH!!!!
The most bestest clam chowder is at Iver's in Mukilteo.
Shall we have a date night out there for supper sometime?
Lots of amazing seafood for Brent :)
I love that you blogged this :)
I hate when recipes don't turn out. All that effort for nothing. Good on ya' for giving it a second try though.
rachel, yes, we shall! I will try a bite of brent's. :)
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