Growing up in Maine, chowder was a popular dish all folks ate. Clam, fish, corn, we ate it all when I was young. To this day, I miss this creamy, milky, goodness of a great chowder. Occasionally I work on my own chowder in the kitchen.
My most recent attempt was a smokey corn chowder. The girls, both being southern born, do not quite understand what is so comforting but they humor me and Kaleigh actually really enjoyed this sweet, smokey soup. It came out fantastic and I even considered adding it to the Squashed menu sometime!