Chapter 15: Thus You in Chouder always must begin

From 50 Chowders, by Jasper White, in which he unearths New England's oldest-known printed recipe for chowder, from the September 23rd, 1751 edition of the Boston Evening Post

Because in Chouder there can be not turning;
Then lay some Pork in slices very thing,
Thus you in Chouder always must begin.
Next lay some Fish cut crossways very nice
Then season well with Pepper, Salt, and Spice;
Parsley, Sweet-Marjoram, Savory, and Thyme,
Then Biscuit next which must be soak'd some Time.
Thus your Foundation laid, you will be able
To raise a Chouder, high as Tower of Babel;
For by repeating o'er the Same again,
You may make a Chouder for a thousand men.
Last a Bottle of Claret, with Water eno; to smother 'em,
You'll have a Mess which some call Omnium gather 'em.

Source:  Serious Eats

Comments

  1. Bildad's Regret16 January 2019 at 06:22

    The chowder chapter made me quite hungry so I prepared a warm repast of duck livers, crostini and mulled wine. I soon became drowsy and there was no more reading that day, only dreams and perspiration...

    ReplyDelete
  2. Bildad's Regret16 January 2019 at 06:22

    This comment has been removed by the author.

    ReplyDelete

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Chapters 23 - 27: Last Sentences

Chapter 23.  Take heart, take heart, O Bulkington!  Bear thee grimly, demigod!  Up from the spray of the ocean-perishing - straight up, leaps thy apotheosis! Chapter 24.  And, as for me, if by any possibility, there by any as yet undiscovered prime thing in me; if I shall ever deserve any real repute in that small but high hushed world which I might not be unreasonably ambitious of;  if hereafter I shall do anything that, upon the whole, a man might rather have done than to have left undone; if, at my death , my executors, or more properly, my creditors, find any precious MSS in my desk, then here I prespectively ascribe all the honor and the glory to whaling; for a whale ship was my Yale College and my Harvard. Chapter 25.  Think of that, ye loyal Britons! We whalemen supply your kings and queens with coronation stuff! Chapter 26.  Thy selected champions from the kingly commons; bear me out in it, oh God! Chapter 27.  On the grim Pequod’s...
Read more

What Thinks You?

From first paragraph, Chapter One:  “If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings toward the ocean with me.”  Question?  Does everyone agree with this statement?
Read more

He was Nothing but a Humbug, trying to be a Bugbear

This is from goodly Bob in Texas, one of the stellar members of this band of literary ruffians: I like the comment re: Elijah, “Elijah! Thought I , and we walked away, both commenting, after each other’s fashion, upon this ragged old sailor, and agreed  that he was nothing but a humbug, trying to be a bugbear.”   The start of Chapter 23: “Old age is always wakeful; as if, the longer linked with life, the less man has to do with aught that looks like death.”
Read more