Far From Home: The Cranberry Relish Saga (part I)

I am the sole purveyer of the Family Cranberry Relish recipe, from my generation. Grandpa Hubbard gave it to me on his death bed. Literally. Like a week before he died, he told me the secret ingredient.

See, my mom makes cranberry-orange relish, but it's not the same as Grandpa's Cranberry-? Relish. Sorry Mom: it just wasn't. And everyone knows it. So about 10 years ago when I got the recipe, I became the One to Make It.

The problem? To get the right consistency, one must use a meat grinder and NOT a blender or food processor to make the cranberries smaller. I haven't had a meat grinder in 10 years. But M.W. gave me his mixer a few weeks ago. IT HAS A MEAT GRINDER!!! Imagine the happitude and glee it gave me to know that this Thanksgiving, we'll have Grandpa Hubbard's Cranberry-? Relish!!!!

That was a few weeks ago. This is now. We're having our Turkey-day on Saturday, tomorrow. I just finished the Relish, but not without complications.

Suffice it to say for now, that no one was killed, no one went to the hospital. And there is an in-tact, servable portion of Cranberry-? Relish in the fridge. But that's all I can say..

Ha.

Dot.