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A man wearing a "Piney Power" t-shirt works on the gears of a large conveyor belt perched at the edge of a flooded cranberry bog. One foot rests on top of the large truck wheel of the conveyor belt, while the other balances on a metal support rod. Below him, seven men in rubber waders stand amidst the cranberries floating on top of the water in the flooded bog. The water is up to their mid-thigh, and they prepare to scoop the cranberries onto the conveyor belt.
Cranberries are loaded onto a truck using a conveyor belt set into the water. Joseph P. Czarnecki, photographer. Pinelands Folklife Project (AFC 1991/023), American Folklife Center, Library of Congress.

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In 1946, Helene Stratman-Thomas visited Black River Falls, Wisconsin, where she recorded a handful of songs sung by Mrs. Frances Perry. Amongst these is a Wisconsin folk song titled “Cranberry Song.” According to Stratman-Thomas’ notes, “this song was composed by Barney Reynolds at Mather (heart of the cranberry country).”

Wisconsin is currently the largest cranberry producer in the United States, followed closely by Massachusetts, New Jersey, and Oregon. The tart berry’s importance to New Jersey is well documented in the both the Center’s Pinelands Folklife Project, as well as in photographs from the Farm Security Administration/Office of War Information Black-and-White Negatives Collection, housed in the Library’s Prints & Photographs Division.

A young girl stands in front of a large collection of wooden cranberry crates and looks directly into the camera. The crates are stacked higher than her head. Her arms are raised to hold a full crate next to her head, balanced on her shoulder. Her pants are stained and torn, and held up by thin piece of cord loops through the belt loops.
Girl picker at cranberry bog. Three-fourths of the cranberry pickers are children. Burlington County, New Jersey. Arthur Rothstein, photographer. October 1938. Farm Security Administration/Office of War Information Black-and-White Photographs, Prints & Photographs Division, Library of Congress.

As we come out of our turkey-and-cranberry-sauce-fueled Thanksgiving lethargy, I felt it was a perfect time to highlight the hard work of the men and women (and, in the 1930s, the children) who wade into the flooded cranberry fields to bring us these delicious and vibrant berries, accompanied by the lyrics to “Cranberry Song.”

Two men in rubber waders walk through a flooded cranberry bog. The man in front guides a line of bushhoggers, using two long sticks to feel his way between the rows of cranberry bushes. Behind him, the line of bushhoggers churns up the water and berries.
Harvesting cranberries with “beaters” at Haines’ bogs, Chatsworth, New Jersey. October 5, 1983. Joseph P. Czarnecki, photographer. Pinelands Folklife Project. AFC 1991/023.

You ask me to sing, so I’ll sing you a song
I’ll tell how in the marshes they all get along
Bohemians and Irish and Yankees and Dutch
It’s down in the shanties you’ll find the whole clutch.

A man wearing a battered fedora, his arms and chest bare, holds a large wooden crate full of cranberries on one shoulder. A second man, in a work shirt and overalls, reaches for the crate. Eight completely full cranberry crates sit in the foreground of the shot. Behind the men, to the left of frame, more empty wooden crates have been stacked haphazardly. The pile towers over several men standing in the background.
Cranberry scooper with load of cranberries at checking station, Burlington County, New Jersey. Arthur Rothstein, photographer. October 1938. Farm Security Administration/Office of War Information Black-and-White Photographs, Prints & Photographs Division, Library of Congress.

Did you ever go to the cranberry bogs?
Some of the houses are hewed out of logs
The walls are of boards, they are sawed out of pine
That grow in this country called Cranberry Mine

Two men stand in a flooded cranberry bog, their faces obscured as they use their hands and wooden boards to push cranberries onto a conveyor belt. Cranberries – most of them red but a few of them white – fill the entirety of the conveyor belt.
Pushing cranberries onto the conveyor belt for loading. Joseph P. Czarnecki, photographer. Pinelands Folklife Project (AFC 1991/023), American Folklife Center, Library of Congress.

It’s now then to Mather their tickets they’ll buy
And to all their people they’ll bid them goodbye
For fun and for frolic their plans are resigned
For three or four weeks in the cranberry clime

A man in rubber waders stands hunched over in a flooded cranberry bog. He holds a thin wooden board in his left hand, which he has just used to flick cranberries that are floating on the water. The resulting splash is captured in the shot, along with a ripple in the cranberry-covered surface of the bog. The flooded bog fills much of the frame, and the floating cranberries give the surface a pebbled texture.
Mr. Francis Mick uses a small piece of cedar board to sweep berries across the surface of the water into the corral, holding the end section of the corral with his rubber-gloved right hand and sweeping with his left. Christine A. Cartwright, photographer. September 29, 1983. Pinelands Folklife Project (AFC 1991/023), American Folklife Center, Library of Congress.

The hay is all cut and the wheat is all stacked
Cranberries are ripe so their clothes they will pack
And away to the marshes to rake they will go
And dance to the music of the fiddle and bow

In the foreground, a man in rubber waders kneels on the side of a small rise at the side of a flooded cranberry bog. He holds a “boom,” a piece of equipment that looks like a long-handled broom with a wide head. In place of bristles, the end of the boom is made up of a long thin board, which is used to push the floating cranberries across the surface of the water. Below the man, standing in the bog, several men use the same equipment to corral the berries behind long wooden planks.
Gathering the cranberries to move them to the truck, after beating. Birches Cranberry Bog, Tabernacle, New Jersey. Carl Fleischhauer, photographer. October 11, 1982. Pinelands Folklife Project (AFC 1991/023), American Folklife Center, Library of Congress.

All day in the marshes their rakes they will pull
And feel the most gay when boxes are full
In the evening they’ll dance ‘til they’re all tired out
And wish the cranberries would never play out.

A man and two women kneel in a line in a cranberry field, hand-picking cranberries. A wooden crate is visible on the ground between the two women. In the background, two more cranberry pickers work on another patch of berries.
Cranberry pickers, Burlington County, New Jersey. Arthur Rothstein, photographer. October 1938. Farm Security Administration/Office of War Information Black-and-White Photographs, Prints & Photographs Division, Library of Congress.

Several lines in the song brought to mind this excerpt from Christine Cartwright’s Pinelands fieldnotes:

“Berry growers tend to have social networks which stretch between townships, often through kinship, since it tends to be a family industry. Quaker families have tended to keep the fertile soils which they claimed as the first inhabitants of the region under English rule, while Methodist and other families took the cranberry bogs and woodland. Italian families, who came as farm labor around the turn of the century, sometimes saved money and bought farmlands, and are now higher up on the social scale; the labouring class is now Puerto Rican, Black, and Cambodian, including labourers who are flown in seasonally from Puerto Rico, and flown home again, because it is cheaper than paying for local labor.”

A man in rubber waders stands in a flooded cranberry bog. At the top edge of the frame, a line of men pushing bushhoggers walk single-file to shake the cranberries loose from the submerged bushes.
Harvesting cranberries at Haines’ bogs, Chatsworth, New Jersey. Joseph P. Czarnecki, photographer. October 5, 1983. Pinelands Folklife Project (AFC 1991/023), American Folklife Center, Library of Congress.

Even though the song came from Wisconsin and Cartwright was working in another states, we can see the similarities between the experiences of the cranberry harvesters in Mather, Wisconsin and the ones the Center documented in the New Jersey Pine Barrens. 40 years on and in different parts of the United States, and yet harvesters in both locations were traveling in from homes in other places and staying for weeks at a time.

A young boy in a striped t-shirt, baggy pants, and no shoes is poised to hop over a small hole in a sandy cranberry field. He holds two wooden cranberry crates with metal handles. Behind him, several men and another little boy exchange similar crates full of cranberries for empty ones.
Boy leaving cranberry checking station at cranberry bog, Burlington County, New Jersey. Arthur Rothstein, photographer. October 1938. Farm Security Administration/Office of War Information Black-and-White Photographs, Prints & Photographs Division, Library of Congress.

In addition to “Cranberry Song” and collection items from the Pinelands Folklife Project, the Center has a robust subject file related to cranberries, and Wisconsin, Massachusetts and New Jersey are all well represented within it. Among the resources in the subject file are:

Digital scan of full page brochure featuring color photographs of flooded Wisconsin cranberry bogs and a Great Blue Heron in a cranberry marsh.
Digital scan of a brochure from the Wisconsin Cranberry Growers Association, which can be found in AFC’s cranberry subject file.

A brochure from the Wisconsin State Cranberry Growers Association, which includes photographs of flooded cranberry marshes

Digital scan of the back of a Wisconsin Cranberry Growers Association brochure, featuring recipes for Cranberry Pie, Chocolate Covered Cranberries, Cranberry Punch, and Blue Ribbon Cranberry Chicken.
Cranberry recipes from the back of a Wisconsin Cranberry Growers Association brochure, found in AFC’s cranberry subject file.

and a few cranberry recipes;

An illustrated poster showing major impacts on and aspects of growing cranberries.
“All ‘Bout Cranberries” poster from the Cape Cod Cranberry Growers’ Association. Photograph by Meg Nicholas.

A poster “All ‘Bout Cranberries” and a series of cranberry-themed educational activities, produced by the Cape Cod Cranberry Growers’ Association;

A hand holds up a small booklet of cranberry recipes. The left hand page includes acknowledgements of the book's coordinator and photographers. The right hand page is a photograph of red cranberries floating in a flooded bog.
A book of cranberry recipes from the Center’s field survey in the New Jersey Pine Barrens. Photograph by Meg Nicholas.

and an AFC-produced compilation of cranberry recipes that came from the field survey in the New Jersey Pinelands. (Download an archived pdf of the booklet here!)

The booklet provides a bit of historical context for the importance of cranberries to North American diets:

“Cranberry – a slender, trailing North American shrub, growing in damp ground and bearing tart red berries. Along with blueberries and Concord grapes, cranberries are fruits unique to the North American continent. The use of cranberries as a food staple in the diets of Americans becomes more secure with each generation, but in fact they were established as a popular food long before the arrival of the Pilgrims.

The Wampanoag tribe which inhabited portions of Massachusetts harvested many wild foods, especially berries such as strawberries, blueberries, elderberries, and, in the autumn, the ruby-red wild cranberries. In areas of New Jersey the Lenni-Lenape tribe of Indians called them the “bitter berry” One New Jersey chief, known as Pakimintzen (“cranberry eater”), distributed cranberries at tribal feasts and considered them a symbol of peace.”

Inspired by my Lenape forebears, I decided to distribute cranberries at Thanksgiving by making one of the recipes featured in the Pinelands cranberry booklet. I opted for the cranberry pie recipe, provided by Helen Zimmer.

Digital scan of a page from the American Folklife Center’s Pinelands cranberry booklet, featuring recipes for a cranberry mold and a cranberry pie, provided by Helen Zimmer.

The ingredient list is relatively short, and I happened to have everything on hand, so I got to chopping, mixing and baking.

A container of cornstarch, stick of unsalted butter, jar of molasses, container of sugar, and measuring cup full of cranberries are arranged on a kitchen island, awaiting use in a cranberry pie. The handwritten instructions for the pie are visible on a sheet of paper behind the ingredients.
Ingredients for Helen Zimmer’s pie, assembled on the author’s kitchen island. Photograph by Meg Nicholas.

One of the things that I have learned over my years of pie-making is that the baking time included on a pie recipe is largely a suggestion. Several things can change how well your pies come together, including your altitude and the relative humidity in your house. Each oven heats a bit different, as well, making baking times a general guide, instead of a hard and fast rule. In my experience, the best metric for telling when a fruit pie is done is to bake it until the juice bubbles up and over the edge of the pie plate, making a mess on the rack below. This is also why I always put a baking liner on the rack below, to catch the drips. Using this method has generally allowed me to avoid that dreaded pie affliction, where the juices run out as soon as you try to lift a slice out.

A freshly baked cranberry pie with a lattice crust cools on a glass stovetop. A square piece of aluminum foil sits under the pie dish to catch any drips.
The finished attempt at recreating Helen Zimmer’s cranberry pie. Photograph by Meg Nicholas.

This is not a completely fool-proof method, as this fool can attest. The cranberry pie did, indeed, bubble over and make a terrible mess all over the liner and the juices all appeared to have congealed. Until, that is, I lifted out the first slice and deep red juice spilled out to fill the empty spot in the pie plate. Thankfully, the pie was still good, it just needed more cornstarch. I have a sneaking suspicion this was largely due to baker error.

Close-up shot of a large glass measuring cup holding more than 4 cups of roughly chopped cranberries.
A glass measuring cup holds what is clearly more than 1 quart of chopped cranberries. Photograph by Meg Nicholas.

The recipe calls for “1 quart cranberries, chopped.” I got one step ahead of myself, however, and started chopping the cranberries before measuring them. This little misstep meant there were more cranberries in the pie than the recipe originally called for, which would have necessitated adding more cornstarch. If you replicate this pie and learn from my mistake (measure out the cranberries first), the amount of cornstarch given should be sufficient to hold everything together.

A stoneware pie plate sits on a kitchen counter. A wide icing spatula is propped on the edge of the plate, the bottom of the dish is covered with a thin layer of cranberry juice, and half of the pie has been eaten.
The half-eaten cranberry pie at the end of Thanksgiving. Note the thin layer of cranberry juice on the bottom of the pie dish. Photograph by Meg Nicholas.

Even with the soupy first slices, the pie was a resounding success – which the assembled guests seemed a bit surprised about. As they each took their first bites, the dining room filled with exclamations of surprise and appreciation.  Most of them admitted that they were expecting a pie made of only cranberries to be quite bitter. Likewise, the molasses could have been a bit overwhelming, but those two exceptionally strong flavors came together quite well. You still taste both the cranberry and the molasses, but they compliment each other and what you end up with is a sort of fruity caramel flavor. In the end, everyone agreed that the pie recipe was worthy of preservation in an archive.

Further Reading

Check out these posts from the Library’s blogs:

View these cranberry related digital collections:

Interested in growing and working with cranberries? Read these digitized publications:

For more on the cranberry’s history, including its use in traditional Indigenous diets, the impact of drought on this year’s harvest, and information about cranberry bog tourism, visit the following websites:

Comments

  1. Thanks to Meg (again) for a nifty look at a variety of Library of Congress primary source materials that bear on a single topic — this time together with her account of baking a pie using a recipe from New Jersey Pinelands resident Helen Zimmer. In recent months, this blog has carried a number of reports of musicians adopting, embracing, and performing ear-pleasing folk music they found in Folklife Center collections. It’s great to be reminded that we can also adopt, embrace, and perform taste-pleasing dishes from folk creators in the kitchen.

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