Strolling along the river with our dog Mars, I was enjoying the sights and sounds of a warm, sunny autumn day. Suddenly, I spotted a bush brimming with beautiful, crimson fruit. I stopped dead in my tracks delighted at my find. Four days away from Thanksgiving and I had just stumbled upon a stand of high bush cranberries. Thanksgiving dinner with fresh cranberry sauce - can it get any better than that!
Just look at these beauties!
I picked a couple of handfuls and returned home. Of course, it didn't take long to remember that high bush cranberries have a very distinctive odour. Their smell, does not resemble their attractive appearance at all. In fact, the words repulsive, nasty, and disgusting come to mind.
I opened the windows and carried on, determined to make the most amazing cranberry sauce ever!
|I added sugar and turned them into jelly.|
I even filled two jars with the jelly, hoping things might mellow overnight. But, no matter what I did, that smell and bitter taste could not be deterred. Even, Darryl, my brave husband, who tasted the concoction the following day, couldn't find anything polite to say. Sadly, this experiment failed miserably.
But I was reminded of a very important lesson. Don't judge by appearance - it's what's inside that counts!