October 21st, 2010
I don’t find myself craving specific foods most of the year (with the exception of these and this), but there’s a certain pull towards comforting classics in the fall. This dreary weather begs for hot meals, prepared slowly by the heat of a stove. I grew up eating clam chowder out of sourdough bread bowls in San Francisco and the hearty soup has remained one of my favorite dishes. I made this East Hampton version last night and it was creamy, indulgent and wonderfully filling.