It's just past 10pm, and it looks like the tricksters-or-treatsters are done for the evening. This was my first Halloween in my house, so I wasn't quite sure what to expect, volume-wise. I bought five bags of candy, figuring I'd have more than enough, which is better than running out.
My usual thing is to get a variety, and let the kids pick. I'd been told by my neighbors not to expect a huge number of kids, so from the outset I let them take two pieces each. A couple of the younger kids only took one. What amazed me was that one of them, fairly late in the tricking-or-treating, actually commented that he only needed one.
I'm not sure if I should despair of this generation.
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Wow, where do you live again??? I wonder if those sorts of manners are a geographic thing. I wonder what would've happened if you'd set the bowl on a table outside with a sign saying "self serve."
I didn't expect any trick-or-treaters, and as expected, I didn't get any. Condos just don't seem to be the right place to go trick-or-treating, especially with ritziery, good-candy houses right across the street.
I made pumpkin lasagna for dinner.
Happy Halloween!
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