While eating a mutually unsatisfactory chili last night, Matt and I fell to discussing our mothers' recipes and what we liked about them. (I hadn't followed my mother's chili recipe because I forgot to check it before the weekly shopping trip, and was missing several key ingredients. Like cocoa powder. Shh, that's a secret.) We've noticed that, while there are certain meals unique to one or the other's childhood, many of our "comfort foods" overlap, and that the recipes can be very different. My apple pie has a sour cream custard base, his is straight-up apples. His macaroni and cheese has to be made with conchiglie (shells), mine with elbows.
And so we wondered, how do other couples handle the dichotomy between Manhattan and New England clam chowder? When only one of us has a strong attachment to the particular recipe we grew up with, it is easy. In cases where we both feel strongly about our own recipe, though, I've generally added both to my cookbook and tried to alternate between them.