The soup this week is Seafood Chowder, but I’m not exactly sure why. Clam chowder is a great soup and definitely belongs in the culinary canon but I don’t have any particular emotional attachment to the stuff.  My brother was the big chowder fan growing up, but outside of lunching on cans of Snow’s […]

When I was growing up, the kitchen was the domain of the mothers and sisters.  The males would wander in occasionally with their ham-fisted attempts at cooking such family favorites as fried chicken and tamale pie (the only known use for Green Giant Mexicorn), but for the most part we stayed out of the way. […]