Marcus L. Urann, the inventor of canned jellied cranberry sauce.
I love this stuff. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.
The story is actually pretty interesting from the socio-economic as well as the gustatory perspective. I didn't know that Ocean Spray is and has been from the start a growers' cooperative.
So, did I ever tell you the story about the time we were eating at the Shoney’s salad bar and Rachel took a great big bite of what she thought was cranberry sauce and turned out to be beets?
Happy Thanksgiving.
AMDG
As my mother would say, “Horrors!!” (Pronounced “Horruhs!!”)
I wish you could have seen her face–well, her whole body really.
AMDG
I hate beets, so this really speaks tome. Did you have to take her to the emergency room?
Interestingly, I couldn’t stand beets as a kid, but have grown to love them. All my kids (at least the 3 that are at home right now) love beets. I often hear, “Ooh! We’re having beets! Yum!” And Brussel Sprouts. And other such things that lots of kids can’t stand.
I went on a retreat, and since I didn’t know anyone else there, I decided that I would eat each meal with a different group of people. There were 4 people at each table. So, one night we had little round pickled beets. I hate beets, but the other three women at the table were raving about how wonderful they were. Then when the waitress came around with a push cart to collect our dirty dishes, the cart was piled high with little bowls full of beets. I had apparently been sitting with the only 3 people in the room who had eaten their beets.
Rachel did managed to survive without medical care. She came closet to needing an ambulance about 3 years ago when she saw a cicada shell that my granddaughter had left sitting on my bookshelf. That was a great show, but she did survive.
AMDG
heh. Sounds like the time Ellen put a fake cockroach under my napkin at the dinner table.
I dislike brussels sprouts and beets about equally. I’ve grown more tolerant of them over the years, but it’s very unlikely at this point that I’ll ever actually like them.
Ever try them with Marmite?
AMDG
I love miniature things, so brussel sprouts have in their favor that they look like little miniature cabbages. They aren’t my favorite, but I’ll eat them. Won’t eat beets, though.
AMDG
“with Marmite.” Sounds about as good as maple syrup on liver.
Beets are a big thing here in New Zealand. They’re everywhere, even in hamburgers. Yes, instead of tomato and lettuce, it’s beets and lettuce.
That actually makes me feel slightly sick.
So, are you saying you like maple syrup on liver? 😀
AMDG
I thought it went without saying that liver is disgusting. Putting maple syrup on it would only ruin the syrup.
Well, I certainly agree with you. I just wanted to make sure.
AMDG
But liver is great……
Well, I’m fond of my own liver, but not inclined to eat anyone else’s.
AMDG
Same here. Liver is useful, I would say. Liver is great as an organ of the body. As food…well, there are tastes for which one does not care, but which one can comprehend that others may like. But there are one or two which I cannot comprehend anyone liking, and liver is one of them.
Or so I thought when I was a child. Since I became a free agent as far as food is concerned, I haven’t put that opinion to the test.
Leave it to Martha Stewart to come through on this: Chicken-Liver Pate with Sauteed Maple Syrup Apples
And, in other strangely related news, it seems maple syrup may keep your liver healthy. That was the finding of a study at the University of Tokyo, so perhaps we can rule out Canadian funding for the research. 😉
Now I’m going to have nightmares.
I love the cranberry sauce, but for the past few years I’ve been buying lingonberry preserves from IKEA for Thanksgiving as well. Don’t know much about them, but they’re smaller than cranberries and not as tart. The Swedes apparently eat them with Swedish meatballs and such, but they go great with turkey too.
By beets do you mean beetroot? Who could not like beetroot?
Janet wrote:
“Ever try them [beets or brussels sprouts] with Marmite?”
To my mind, Marmite is in a league of its own when it comes to awful foods. You know your Marmite is fresh if it smells rancid.
I’m not sure the question of freshness is altogether relevant to Marmite.
“I’m not sure the question of freshness is altogether relevant to Marmite.”
Good point. My guess is the expiration date on the jar refers to the time when the lubrication properties have degraded to a point where it should no longer be used as axle grease.
That would make sense. I’ve always thought it looked exactly like axle grease.
One weird thing about Marmite is how sticky it is. Usually you associate stickiness with sweet stuff like molasses or maple syrup. Marmite is as sticky as either of those but of course is not remotely sweet. Very odd.
True, and not just sticky but very sticky. It’s hard to get it all off the knife, or the outside of the jar.
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