We kicked off one of our favorite weeks of the year with 27 Elsa-of-varying-age sightings, four kinds of cooked pumpkins seeds, three jack o’lanterns, two giant meals and one pretty peacock.
Our love of Halloween, well-documented here on this blog, spans generations and shows no signs of abating.
Six days before the actual event, we wandered through the Farmer’s Market munching Matt Reyenbeau’s chocolate chip cookies and searching for fresh brussel sprouts, when, to our delight, we began to spot Elsas, Olafs, chubby-cheeked pumpkins, pirates, bananas and, best of all, a toddling pink elephant.
The Trick-or-Treating preview lent an extra festive air to the season’s last outdoor market, and put us all in the mood to carve pumpkins (and by us I mean Molly and Vinnie. I haven’t been in the mood to stick my hand in disgusting pumpkin guts since I was five-years old.)
The highlight of the weekend, and what has become the traditional kick-off the season, was the annual family reunion/brunch at which a thousand years of Irish superstition found its voice in my mother, who, seriously, asked the waitress to please sit at our table for a while so we wouldn’t have 13 people there.
We’ll be spending the next four days hunting for ghosts, noshing on chocolate and searching the skies for the Great Pumpkin. We hope you find the time to do the same.
Happy Halloween Week, from Molly B and Me!
