These look like cranberries!

And... are these cranberries?

Are these cranberries?

Mint sauce or cranberries?

Keep throwing cranberries!

Candlelight, mint sauce and cranberries.

Perhaps I overreacted with the cranberries.

You know how much I hate cranberries.

I hate, I hate cranberries!

Oh, my God. Are there cranberries on this?

the death of a senior producer (Tablet beeps) who gave me cranberries!

On tonight's show, the death of a senior producer who gave me cranberries!

How could you not know after all these years together that I hate cranberries?

If she thinks it's cranberries tell her she's got cherry pits in her head.

Yeah, thanks for the instant replay, but I'm still picking the cranberries out of my ears, so I'm good.

How could you not remember after all of these years of working together how much I hate cranberries? ! What?

This power ballad remains popular, and was recently used in the closing scene of the controversial political comedy The Interview. This list is just a tiny sampling of a vast tradition that includes hits such as Simple Minds' Belfast Child and Mandela Day, (1989), and the somewhat more recent Zombie by the Cranberries, released in 1995.

There, too, I admired, though I did not gather, the cranberries, small waxen gems, pendants of the meadow grass, pearly and red, which the farmer plucks with an ugly rake, leaving the smooth meadow in a snarl, heedlessly measuring them by the bushel and the dollar only, and sells the spoils of the meads to Boston and New York destined to be jammed, to satisfy the tastes of