I didn’t expect to like this soup. The fishy odor spread around the kitchen like a bad old lady perfume. OK, like Elizabeth Taylor’s White Diamonds. A classmate of mine was once regifted rejected White Diamonds for her birthday; she complained she smelled like old ladies shopping in the Neiman Marcus makeup section. Imagine that, fishier.
The taste was amazing and comforting. This soup is like a really good diner soup you’d find on a winter day. It makes you feel good about yourself. Life is better with the chunky potatoes, carrots, and onions, though some recipes switch those out for leeks.
Mmmmmm! Definitely worth a bite. Good thing there’s a second fridge chowder for tomorrow.