Cranberries: The Tart Little Trouble-Makers of Thanksgiving

Ah, cranberries. The tiny, tart jewels of the fruit world that have somehow managed to wiggle their way onto every Thanksgiving table in America. Whether you love them, tolerate them, or just politely nudge them to the side of your plate, there’s no denying cranberries are as much a part of the holiday as awkward political debates with distant relatives.

A Berry with a Backstory

Cranberries have been hanging around North America longer than, well, America itself. Indigenous peoples were the first to make use of these ruby-red powerhouses, mashing them into pemmican (a sort of survival snack bar with meat and fat—think of it as the original protein bar). Later, European settlers caught on and started tossing cranberries into sauces, pies, and whatever else they could think of. And thus, the great cranberry takeover began.

Not much to look at, but packed with enough protein to fuel a cross-country trek—pemmican: the original energy bar (before granola made it cool).

Thanksgiving’s Favorite Sidekick

Let’s be honest: cranberry sauce is one of the most polarizing items on the Thanksgiving table. You’ve got two camps—Team Homemade, who insist on simmering whole berries with sugar and orange zest for that perfect sweet-tart balance, and Team Canned, who will die on the hill that a wobbly, ridged cylinder of jelly is the only way to go. No judgment here—we respect all cranberry preferences.

That said, our family may have taken canned cranberry devotion to legendary heights.

A Jell-O Incident for the Ages

One year, Penny’s mother piled her plate high with the canned cranberry sauce—you know, the jiggly one—mistaking it for Jell-O. And not just a polite scoop. We’re talking a mountain of it.

When Penny (whose given name was Joe, though hardly anyone called him that) tried to gently clarify, she didn’t miss a beat. In her thick Eastern European accent, she simply nodded and said,

“I know, Joe. I know.”

And then she ate the entire thing like it was absolutely the Jell-O she meant to eat all along. We still laugh about it every year—and honestly, it kind of made us love canned cranberry sauce even more.

One jiggles, one sparkles—I know which one looks fancier, but hey, I’m not here to judge… or am I?

Beyond the Sauce: Cranberry Cobbler

If cranberry sauce is the supporting actor of Thanksgiving, cranberry cobbler is the unsung hero. Sweet, tart, buttery, and packed with warm, comforting flavors, cranberry cobbler is what happens when cranberries finally get their chance to shine without being upstaged by turkey. Mixed with sugar (because, let’s face it, cranberries on their own have the bite of an uninvited opinion at the dinner table), topped with a golden, biscuit-like crust, and baked until bubbly, this dessert is everything fall should taste like.

If you're interested in Rose's cranberry cobbler recipe, the button link is provided at the end of the blog.

How Cranberries Get Their Feet Wet

Unlike most fruits, which prefer to grow in normal, respectable soil, cranberries thrive in bogs—yes, bogs. Harvesting these berries is like something out of a magical autumn fairytale. Farmers flood the bogs, creating a sea of floating cranberries that get corralled and scooped up like tiny red lifeboats. The whole process is as mesmerizing as it is oddly satisfying—and if you’ve never seen a cranberry harvest in action, don’t worry, we’ve got you covered. Just keep scrolling for your front-row seat to nature’s version of a ball pit.

A sea of cranberries, just waiting to become sauce, cobbler… or that one rogue berry that rolls off the counter on Thanksgiving morning.

Watch below as the cranberry bog comes to life—complete with bouncing berries, hip waders, and a whole lot of fall magic.

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The Sweet Smell of Tradition

Here’s where the story takes a cozy turn. At Penny & Rose, we believe in capturing nostalgia one fragrance at a time. And nothing says fall quite like Gram's Cran Cobbler, our seasonal fragrance inspired by the homemade cranberry cobbler that graced the Thanksgiving table year after year. It’s warm, fruity, a little sweet, a little tart—just like the real thing. One whiff, and you’re transported to a kitchen filled with the scent of bubbling cranberries and golden, buttery crust, the perfect backdrop to family, gratitude, and second helpings. And yes—even a towering scoop of “cranberry Jell-O” if you’re lucky enough to be seated next to Penny’s mom.

A perfect Thanksgiving feast...but wait - where's the turkey? Did Grandpa already sneak off with it?!

So whether you love cranberries in sauce, cobbler, or just floating in a bog somewhere, one thing’s for sure—fall wouldn’t be the same without them.

Team canned? Team homemade? Or just here for the cobbler? We want to know your cranberry traditions—scroll down and share your sweet (or tart!) stories in the comments below!

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Rose's Cranberry Cobbler Recipe