32 quarts of applesauce
21 pints of apple butter
6 apple pies and . . .
1 pan of apple crisp
"The boughs do shake and the bells do ring,
So merrily comes our harvest in,
Our harvest in, our harvest in,
So merrily comes our harvest in.
We've ploughed, we've sowed,
We've reaped, we've mowed,
We've got our harvest in."
-- Anonymous, Merrily Comes Our Harvest In - Poems for Thanksgiving selected by Lee Bennett Hopkins