Still recovering from our first Halloween in the new place, and what a change from last year--actually the last few years. Back in ol' New York, trick-or-treating (at least where we lived) was almost a dead issue. Too cold, too rainy (New York + Autumn = Rain), too dark, too dangerous. Too demographically death spiraled.
It's different in the south. We did set up at the end of our driveway, and we did unload almost every bit of candy I'd bought. All but the small bowl of our favorites my wife had set aside. We did not have to break into the emergency box of lunch-size Teddy Graham packages. And the Oreos remain in my possession. Mwah ah ah!
It was great to see people scooting around and the kids in costumes. Some houses had actual food, like hot dogs; some had "treats" for the adults. I didn't know Jell-O shots were still so popular. Always struck me as an 80's thing.
It was an exhausting day all around, though. I'd heard that T-o-T hours went from five to nine at night, but we were done by 7:30. I think the little kids were done too, because traffic was falling off fast. Izzy the fluffy pup got so many pats and so much affection that I regret not running him for office. "You can be a useless Representative and still somehow become a millionaire!" I told him. But he's all about the love.
I don't know if the neighborhood is always this peppy at Halloween, or if was extra-special peppy because it was Saturday night too. I'll keep an eye on this going forward. I also think that, if we must keep turning the clocks to and fro to "save daylight," we should put them back on Halloween night. That extra hour of sleep felt good.
Finally, we get to the title of today's blog entry. The Reese's White Chocolate Pumpkin:
Very nice, if you like Reese's and peanut butter and you don't harbor any prejudices against white chocolate. I know it's not real chocolate, but I don't care. The peanut butter overwhelms the white chocolate anyway.
However, that warning caught my eye. "Carving not on actual product"?!?! No way! You don't have elves carving the face on each piece of candy, so it can fall apart in the packet?
Nope.
The fact that they have to tell people it's not going to look like the candy on the wrapper is typical of modern life. If you showed exactly what it looks like, it would look like a whitish lump, not a pumpkin. But if you put a jack o'lantern face on the packaging and don't caution that it won't look like that inside, some personal injury lawyer at loose ends would round up some "injured parties" whose lives were ruined by this deception and take Hershey to the cleaners. Then you, having bought a bag of white chocolate Resse's pumpkins in 2019, get a check for sixteen cents, and the lawyers make $10,000,000,000.
What's our lesson? Stupidity: Still the spookiest thing out there.
