10/31/2011
Trick or Treat (and Treat and Treat)
Happy Halloween!
To bring an end to the endless wondering about who carved which pumpkin, I'll start tonight's post off with the answer. The one on the left was carved by L, and the one on the right is my creation. I had hoped to carve something scary but ended up making something that looked more like a simple-minded vampire. L, on the other hand, had his sights set on carving a goofy and fun Jack-O-Lantern, and wound up with something pretty menacing (at least, in my opinion). We decided that we would switch pumpkin ownership, so officially, the one on the left is mine and the one on the right is his. But you know the truth.
In honor of my favorite holiday, I spent the better part of the weekend making treats for my family and my coworkers. It all started on Friday night when L made a very innocent comment. He said, "we need to pick up some candy corn this weekend." I woke up way too early on Saturday morning, with visions of candy corns dancing in my head. As I was coming into my fully-awake state of awareness, I thought to myself, "wait ... I can MAKE candy corn!" I hopped out of bed, found a recipe (and adapted it based on my own preferences and based on the ingredients I had available), and was rolling out my colored candy ropes within an hour.
I heard L wake up just as I was cutting my last triangle, so I quickly grabbed a napkin and the prettiest piece of candy corn on my tray and ran to show it to him. I was strutting like a peacock, with my freshly-made, honey candy corn in-hand, when I first spotted him.
"LOOK WHAT I MADE!"
"Good morning," he said.
"Uh-huh ... morning ... LOOK WHAT I MADE!"
"What is it?"
I figured it was pretty obvious, so I said, "what does it look like?"
"It looks like candy corn ... what is it?"
"It IS candy corn."; My feathers were quickly un-fanning themselves at this point.
"Can I eat it?"
He did eventually eat it and love it, and he later explained that it was his lack of glasses combined with his grogginess that caused the confusion. He also told me that he had been momentarily concerned that it was a non-edible craft (along the lines of a polymer clay piece), and that he had imagined himself popping it into his mouth and me being horrified. I found that explaination to be funny enough to forgive him, despite my strut having been reduced to a clumsy stumble.
In addition to my honey candy corn, I also made vanilla bean sugar cookies and sea salt caramels. Then I set about bagging and wrapping them. It was at that moment I became very thankful that both my workplace and my family are small.
I pulled a few basic lunch bags from my back-to-school-month stash, and stamped a simple "happy halloween" on the outside of each. Then I ran a sheet of decorative paper through my printer to create some cute little tombstones to put into each bag so that the recipients would know what to expect.
And yes, I topped my list with the grammatically-incorrect "Here Lies" ... it was more important to be Halloweenily-accurate than to worry about stuff like that. Yup. Halloweenily.
R.I.P. Halloween 2011.
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