The Gleeful Gourmand: Merry Halloween!

Saturday, October 30, 2010

Merry Halloween!



I adore Halloween. It’s one of my favorite holidays, especially since my birthday falls near it. Before I had my son, the memories that would surface when I thought about Halloween centered around homemade costumes and the meal we would eat every Halloween night – my mom’s homemade vegetable soup and ham biscuits. It was a quick, easy, eat-on-the-run type of meal. It wasn’t my favorite meal she made (and she is an excellent cook), but if it was Halloween, you knew what you were in for as far as dinner. A lot of my not liking it stemmed from the fact that she would slather both butter and mustard on the rolls, and back then I had a very strong aversion to butter if it wasn’t melted. Of course, that isn’t the case now. Now I am truly my mother’s daughter and will take butter any way I can get it.

When I got married, I decided to make a new traditional Halloween dinner of turkey chili, cornbread, and pumpkin pie – the first of the season. But the food isn’t what pops into my mind, however, when I think of Halloween these days. Neither is my son’s adorableness as he figured out that if he said "trick or treat" he would actually get candy in his bucket. Not that we let him have much of it. Because we were pilfering most of it.

Let me take you back to when I was pregnant with my son: 9 months pregnant to be exact, and due any day. It’s Halloween afternoon, and I’m in the throes of chili-making. I’m hot, way too hormonal to be rational and listening to Christmas music on my iPod. Yes, you read that right. The week before I had decided (since this was my first child and had no idea what I was in for) that I needed to make a Christmas mix (about 20 hours worth) since I would be way too busy, or foggy, or whatever to make one during the actual holiday season.

So I’m making chili, finishing Halloween decorations, listening to Christmas music, and crying my eyes out because the music is making me so emotional. I remember standing in the kitchen thinking how utterly ridiculous and absurd it all was as I sobbed, sang, and stirred. That is the Halloween memory that has stuck with me the most. And you know what? That memory always puts a smile on my face.

Do you have a favorite Halloween memory? Leave it in the comments!
P.S. - The picture is of this year's jack-o-lanterns. Try not to be jealous.

6 comments :

Kiki said...

Does it make me shallow that I mostly remember candy? Specifically the years my dad ate it and told me that he was "checking to make sure it was safe" or the one where the "mice in our pantry must have done it"? I love your idea of a traditional meal and may steal it!

Jenna said...

I don't think it makes you shallow to remember the candy! I remember my parents sifting through our candy to look for razor blades and needles...or were they just adding up what they wanted and didn't want?

Videopub said...

I remember I was about 11 and I was a wounded Revolutionary War soldier. And we didn't have any fake blood so my mom just poured a bunch of ketchup on a towel and wrapped it around my head. It smelled bad and flies were following me around the whole night. It was GROSS!

But very memorable. :)

Jenna said...

James, that is AWESOME. That may be the best costume fail story I've ever heard.

Kiki said...

I don't know about a fail...the flies made you more authentic!

Kirsten said...

My favorite halloween was last year. I was also pregnant with Sophia and it was 3 days before our scheduled c-section. Anyway,I busted out the crayon type of face paints and proceeded to do Isabella's face. She was not into so I let her take over. When all was said and done I had let her "paint" her sister...which really meant my big preggo belly. Of all things she wanted to color her sister who was still in my belly. So sweet.

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