In these turbulent times is it comforting to know that every single boysenberry on earth can trace its roots back to Knott’s Berry Farm? I like to think so. Small tangent: In the 1930’s the Knott family’s future was unknowingly sealed by Rudolph Boysen, a friendly Anaheim parks employee who had unsuccessfully experimented with a new strain of berry, attempting to cross raspberries, loganberries, and blackberries. Walter Knott, the ingenious farmer-slash-neighbor that he was, gave his buddy’s failed dream a whirl and launched a berry stand-turned-restaurant that eventually became an amusement park empire.