We had trick-or-treaters at our house last night! It was exciting. These events feel like a victory on a busy city street that has not always been incredibly safe. The next test will be if I ever muster up the courage to go Christmas caroling in my neighborhood. (verdict thus far: no)
In previous years I have conducted a pumpkin gentrification test: how long will a pumpkin survive on our front porch? The first year we lived in our house, my wee pumpkin did not even make it through the night. It was distressing. Last year, our pumpkin lasted for weeks!
I did not get around to buying a pumpkin for us this year (surprise!), but my neighbor friends across the street have one that has been surviving just fine. They were not home last night, so I considered stealing THEIR pumpkin to put on my porch, so trick-or-treaters would know we were friendly.
I am not sure what that would say in the pumpkin test.
But I left their pumpkin and just propped open our steel-bar door and turned the light on.
We only got a few small crowds of trick-or-treaters. There was at least one costumed person in each group. Each group also had at least one non-costumed person (often an adult) collecting candy. I was handing out M&Ms and Kit-Kats and gave many trick-or-treaters an option of one or the other. When asked which varietal she wanted, one non-costumed adult replied, “It’s for the baby.” (The baby was, I believe, in a stroller.) I found this rather hilarious. Was I supposed to say, “Well in THAT case, have them both!”??? Really I just wanted to give her some fruit instead.