Like so many folks especially in this part of the country, I appreciate being able to eat seasonally — to hone in on what’s best at each time of year to enjoy its peak flavor and revel in its often brief local appearance.
But there’s one item I keep in my freezer nearly year-round, even when its season is long gone.
Cranberries. Frozen ones to be exact.
I know, I know, they’re so fall and winter, you’re thinking. Why in the world would I want to partake of them in spring or summer?
Because their vivid color makes anything special. Because their sweet-sour fruitiness wakes up whatever they’re paired with. And because, how can I resist something that reminds me of the most festive, family-and-friend-filled convivial time of year?