We have our East Coast family with us this week. Before they left they asked if we wanted anything brought from home. We voted unanimously that the only thing we wanted was for our Gram to make her seafood chowder. There is no chowder like Eastern Canadian chowder. I don’t care WHAT you think about your own chowder, Gram’s chowder beats your chowder in a chowder fight ANY day. Now reread that entire paragraph pronouncing chowder like this.
She totally came through for us, arriving with a case of frozen fish and her serious chowder making face.
Chowder, pre- milk (look at all that fishy GOODNESS!!!!!):
Ready to (eat with a) roll:
My husband pre-chowder:
My husband post chowder:
The look on Gram’s face says what we’re all thinking.
Indeed, I am obsessed with chowder since leaving the East Coast. What’s your food obsession?
I love that first picture of your Gram! The composition and use of black and white are fantastic! I love that it’s so full of personality as well. Thanks for sharing
My Grandpa’s black bean’s and rice is my most favorite food. He died about a year and a half ago and the last year or so he was alive the cooking of our favorite meal became my job. I haven’t made it in a long time though. I think I need to.
What a great photo essay I love the full belly, oh how often we all feel tooo full and feel like that.
Cheers Callie
Yummy . . . looks delicious with all the fishy goodness!
My mouth is watering. (: yum yum yum…
right now my food obsession is anything mexican. i’ve always liked mexican style food, but right now it is the ONLY thing i want to eat. except that chowda. i really want some of that now.