Come on, Barb, let's go pick cranberries! That has been a running gag for years - decades even. We went once. Got a lot of good ones, and we do have a terrific cranberry pudding recipe. The one time was to the aptly named Mud Lake bog. Louie the Lab would have loved it. Barb, not so much. But she got a running gag too, about what happened as I was making the point that the best ones were right out at the edge. But now, come on, Barb, let's go pick cranberries! Up along northern Lake Huron they grow on the sand.