My Aunt and Uncle operated a cranberry bog down the Cape and would give my Mom fresh cranberries every year to make fresh cranberry sauce for Thanksgiving which of course she did. You cannot know how much better homemade cranberry sauce is with fresh picked cranberries! Canned? Not when you can get fresh berries! Happy Thanksgiving!
Having reached the grand old age of 85, I can recall many Thanksgivings when my mom opened a can of the jellied cranberry sauce. I was ten years old when we moved from Rhode Island to Los Angeles. This brand new. big city opened many new food adventures for my mom, fresh whole cranberries being one of them. From then on, it was homemade cranberry sauce with fresh cranberries. The fun part of cooking fresh cranberries is listening to them pop as they begin to cook. Soon after the first pop, I could hear multiple pop pop pops as the cranberries cooked. From the perspective of a 10-year-old, that seemed like a lot of fun. Now I can't imagine opening a can of cranberry sauce and missing out on the familiar and comforting pops as the cranberries cook. Of course, I fell in love with them early on and have vowed never to abandon them on Thanksgiving!
My Aunt and Uncle operated a cranberry bog down the Cape and would give my Mom fresh cranberries every year to make fresh cranberry sauce for Thanksgiving which of course she did. You cannot know how much better homemade cranberry sauce is with fresh picked cranberries! Canned? Not when you can get fresh berries! Happy Thanksgiving!
Having reached the grand old age of 85, I can recall many Thanksgivings when my mom opened a can of the jellied cranberry sauce. I was ten years old when we moved from Rhode Island to Los Angeles. This brand new. big city opened many new food adventures for my mom, fresh whole cranberries being one of them. From then on, it was homemade cranberry sauce with fresh cranberries. The fun part of cooking fresh cranberries is listening to them pop as they begin to cook. Soon after the first pop, I could hear multiple pop pop pops as the cranberries cooked. From the perspective of a 10-year-old, that seemed like a lot of fun. Now I can't imagine opening a can of cranberry sauce and missing out on the familiar and comforting pops as the cranberries cook. Of course, I fell in love with them early on and have vowed never to abandon them on Thanksgiving!
I don't think I've ever eaten the canned. I do the cranberry relish from Joy of Cooking. Happy Thanksgiving, Amy!
I serve both at Thanksgiving, the jellied, and the homemade. But I do think many prefer the jellied (not stirred up, chuckle)