This was an alternative to kedgeree on Christmas Eve, which my mother discovered after a trip to the States. It is not cheap to make so rather contrary to the principle that Christmas Eve is a time for something relatively humble before the excesses of the following days...
My favourite reference to Chowder is that which appears in an early chapter of Moby Dick, which is served to the narrator, Ishmael, and his companion, Queequeg, in the Try Pots inn:
"Oh, sweet friends! hearken to me. It was made of small juicy clams, scarcely bigger than hazel nuts, mixed with pounded ship biscuit, and salted pork cut up into little flakes; the whole enriched with butter, and plentifully seasoned with pepper and salt."
They follow this with a cod chowder. Delicious.
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