It probably still is Thursday somewhere.
For the last few years we have been celebrating Halloween with our friends and yesterday we went to my BFFs city where the local shop owners and the city and the different clubs and associations organised a Halloween event where the shops would give out candy. The town centre was packed and it was a lovely evening, followed by lots of spooky food.
©Giliell, all rights reserved A haunted “Haus”. Probably to scare English teachers.
©Giliell, all rights reserved The little one, dressed up as Wonder Woman
©Giliell, all rights reserved #1, dressed up as Harley Quinn.
While I could simply buy a generic Wonder Woman costume for the Little One, #1’s was more complicated. She#s too tall for the kids versions and the adult versions rely more on the DC movies than the animated Super Hero Girls show she likes to watch. While we found a nice pair of red and blue leggings, we agreed that a jacket with “property of Joker” on the back was highly inappropriate. “I’m no fucking property of anyone!” Mum to the rescue, I ordered two hoodies with a ziper, cut them in half and sewed them together again. Well, I still have to do the second one…
Same money, 1 hour of time, two jackets she can actually wear outside of costume events as well. And I’m damn proud of her. You know she’s on the spectrum and one of her great difficulties is interacting with strangers. She often preferred no ice cream to telling a stranger what she wants, but yesterday she went around all evening and asked for candy. It’s those things that make you proud.
Now for the food:
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From left to right we have:
©Giliell, all rights reserved Pumpkin bread skulls
©Giliell, all rights reserved A cemetery: Pizza dip with bread tombstones
©Giliell, all rights reserved Mozzarella and olive eyes. Or as we say in German: Zahnstocher im Au’ brennt wie’n Sau (a toothpick in the eye hurts as fuck, just with a rhyme)
©Giliell, all rights reserved Bloody pumpkin and tomato soup
©Giliell, all rights reserved Spider meatballs
I made the dessert, because I’ve been baking non stop anyway…
©Giliell, all rights reserved Pumpkin almond cake with blood orange buttercream and dark chocolate ganache.
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©Giliell, all rights reserved Halloween petit fours with strawberry jam and pumpkin spice lemon curd.
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So, I hope you all had a reasonably happy Halloween (thinking of you, voyager). Now I’m baking for the little one’s birthday party tomorrow.
This is all incredibly creative and I’m impressed -- I just can’t personally appreciate the spirit of Halloween.
Spider meatballs!!
The trick with the taillight lighting is very clever.
lumipuna
Now, I admit bias because I’ve always loved Halloween, but just yesterday it struck me how inclusive it is. People here have been complaining since almost forever that it’s an “imported” holiday, but that very thing makes it so special. Yesterday in the town centre there were all kinds of people. Mums in hijabs pushing strollers with babies in a dinosaur cape while their skeleton clad older offspring went in for sweets (I hope they got something other than gummibears), folks of Asian descent and everybody else. Since it’s nobody’s holiday, it’s everybody’s holiday.
Marcus
Those are actually the lights that light up a big church, but all the kids had fun using them for spooky faces and pics. I approve.
Lots of lovely scran (food), I can’t decide which I like the look of most.
And well done on raising those girls right, I love the subversion of the church lights.
The food all looks delicious and you are an awesome mom.
That’s a lot of tasty looking cute-scary stuff.
It’s a good point about Halloween being an inclusive festival when it doesn’t “belong” to anybody who’s there. Besides, if one wants to have a party and there’s time and energy to do it, on one’s own terms, what’s the problem.
I don’t do Halloween myself, because I’ve lost much of my interest in other holidays as well.
As for the an toothpick or other such splint in the eye, in Finnish silmätikku (silmä = eye, tikku = stick, splint) means someone who’s been singled out as a target of negative attention. Also, there’s the saying “sitä tikulla silmään, joka vanhoja muistelee”, which means one should not dwell on negative things someone else did in the past too much. The sort of literal translation is “stick a splint into the person’s eye who reminds you of old things you did.
I think it’s fabulous that #1 had a good time.
Your petit fours look beautiful and sound delicious. Just thinking about pumpkin spice lemon curd made my mouth water. Ditto for the cake -- pumpkin almond cake with blood orange buttercream and dark chocolate ganache sounds divine.
I hope the birthday party for your youngest was just as successful.
Hm…now I am really hungry! It look delicious.
I think you inspired me to make pumpkin pie this evening. Or soup.