My husband can't get over Halloween in Park Slope: the embarrassment of riches, the spectacle, the sheer scope of stoop friendliness. He hails from the country where you had to hoof it a mile to get to the next candy bar and, yes, every year he tells us his sorrowful trick-or-treating tale of woe.
We try to listen attentively. Honestly we do.
I, on the other hand, lived in a BIG apartment building in the city for a lot of my childhood and you didn't even have to hit the street to fill your bucket. Of course, if you did head out, chances were good you'd get mugged by marauding twelve-year-olds before you made it home safe with your load.
My, my, how times have changed.
So, here's your chance. Tell us your tales of halloweens past. Where's the best candy at? Btw, my money's on Montgomery Place. I swear, it's a good thing these people have disposable income because I would bet that each house must hand out 30 bags of candy. Why does anybody still hand out candy corns? What are you dressing as this year? Best costume ever? Do you have a pee/parade spot on 3rd St lined up yet? And anything else you want to say...