It is evident that she probably hasn't even opened a can of cranberry sauce by herself before.
You ever seen what cranberry sauce looks like the second time around?
John would say something totally out of sync, like cranberry sauce.
Now most of us make do with one inevitable relish: cranberry sauce.
In a hurry as usual, she added green beans and cranberry sauce.
Now, I love it, from my father's bad jokes to the canned cranberry sauce.
"Like forgetting to buy the cranberry sauce until fifteen minutes before dinner?"
Now, rather than mayonnaise or mustard, add some cranberry sauce.
She has never so much as opened a can of cranberry sauce.
Never mind the cranberry sauce: did he ever acquire a taste for turkey?
