Last night’s Halloween was one for the record books. Five hundred ninety-six trick-or-treaters came calling, descending upon our neighborhood in hordes of super heroes, princesses, and pirates. We had just enough candy to go around. After days of endless rain, the weather turned autumnally perfect — crisp and cool, stars speckling the damp night sky — and seven of us gathered in costume to enjoy dinner on the driveway as the parade of fantastical little beggars filed past. Dining outside on All Hallow’s Eve beats answering the doorbell 200 or more times.
While Last born doled out mini candy bars from her unlucky seat closest to the street, more than a few parents wrangling small children looked longingly at our fine repast: grilled filets mignon, baked potatoes, pork tenderloin, ciabatta rolls, and sautéed zucchini with tomatoes, peppers, and garlic. For dessert, First born and her fiancé made amazing Salted Brown Butter Crispy Treats from The Smitten Kitchen Cookbook by Deb Perelman (a recipe also published on the author’s blog at http://www.SmittenKitchen.com). I murdered cupcakes.
We make this annual celebration fancy with starched napkins, wine glasses, and candles nestled in mounds of mealworms. To be creepy or not is never a question. On this night, creepy is required.