Amish Snow Day Soup

This comforting Amish Snow Day Soup is a hearty corn chowder, featuring tender slow-cooked vegetables and corn, finished with a blend of rich cream and milk for a satisfyingly thick, creamy texture.

Slow Cooker Amish Snow Day Soup (Corn Chowder)
Ingredients:
Ingredient Quantity
Fresh or frozen corn kernels 4 cups
Onion, diced 1
Potatoes, peeled and diced 3
Carrots, diced 2
Celery stalks, diced 3
Chicken or vegetable broth 4 cups
Milk 2 cups
Heavy cream 1 cup
Dried thyme 1 teaspoon
Salt and pepper To taste
Chopped fresh parsley For garnish
How To Make Slow Cooker Amish Snow Day Soup:
Step 1: Combine and Slow Cook Vegetables: In your slow cooker, combine the 4 cups corn kernels, 1 diced onion, 3 diced potatoes, 2 diced carrots, and 3 diced celery stalks. Pour in the 4 cups chicken or vegetable broth and stir well.1 Cover the slow cooker and cook on LOW heat for 6-8 hours or on HIGH heat for 3-4 hours, until the vegetables are tender.
Step 2: Partially Blend Soup: After the cooking time, use an immersion blender to partially blend the soup. Blend just enough to give it a creamy consistency while still leaving some of the corn and vegetable pieces intact for texture.
Step 3: Heat Dairy: In a separate saucepan, heat the 2 cups milk and 1 cup heavy cream over medium heat until the mixture is hot but not boiling.
Step 4: Finish and Season: Add the hot milk and cream mixture to the slow cooker and stir well. Season with 1 teaspoon dried thyme, salt, and pepper to taste.
Step 5: Simmer to Meld Flavors: Let the chowder simmer (keeping the slow cooker on LOW or just WARM) for an additional 15-20 minutes to allow the flavors to meld together.
Step 6: Serve: Serve the soup hot, garnished with chopped fresh parsley.

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