CRANBERRY FESTIVAL
CRANBERRY FESTIVAL
Every year, as the leaves began to turn and the air got crisp, we'd find ourselves in the bustling kitchen of the Pacific Heritage Museum in Ilwaco, prepping for the cranberry festival. It was our annual tradition, a time when the community came together to celebrate the tart, tiny fruits that were the pride of our town. We were just a part of the scenery, whipping up pies and treats for everyone who walked through those doors.
Every year, as the leaves began to turn and the air got crisp, we'd find ourselves in the bustling kitchen of the Pacific Heritage Museum in Ilwaco, prepping for the cranberry festival. It was our annual tradition, a time when the community came together to celebrate the tart, tiny fruits that were the pride of our town. We were just a part of the scenery, whipping up pies and treats for everyone who walked through those doors.
But then, 2020 rolled around, and well, you know the rest. The world changed overnight, and so did our little festival. We couldn't let the tradition fade away, so together with the folks at Cranguyma Farms, we decided to take the festival under the open sky. We set up booths, invited local artisan vendors, and yes, there was pie—lots of it. That year, it was just us and a few vendor friends, but it felt right. It felt like hope.
As the years passed, our open-air cranberry festival became the new heartbeat of our community. More and more people joined in, drawn by the laughter, the crafts, and the smell of fresh pie. It's grown beyond what we could have imagined, a testament to the resilience and spirit of our little town. And every year, as we stand there among the booths and the bustling crowds, we can't help but feel grateful for how far we've come.
