How can someone with such a discerning taste in scotch have such low standards in clam chowder? There is no compromise in the chowder war, no middle ground, no '
can’t we just all get along.' The chowder war is not some light fare... It’s Allies versus Axis, Ali versus Frazier, Heaven versus Hell (Purgatory is never the goal). Vehemence and genuine indignation are the instruments of war. Take no prisoners!
Clam chowder needs tomatoes for flavor. The merging of the colorful section of the garden and the sea is pure ambrosia.
Nuff said!
GIVE ME MANHATTAN OR GIVE ME DEATH!