Oh, the Sweet Sweet Temptation of Halloween Treats
Thursday, November 01, 2012
AHA!! You thought this was going to be a post about how I couldn't help myself and ended up on my kitchen floor in a sea of chocolate wrappers and regret.
Can I be honest and say I wasn't even tempted? I mean, I adore chocolate as much as the next chocoholic but my newfound passion is for dark, good, cocoa that is slightly bitter and oh so yummy. Anything over 75 percent, thank you, if you are thinking of sending me some. :)
I'm no longer a fan of the oil-laden, milky, sweet stuff that numbs your mouth with additives. But once upon a time I would have killed an entire king-sized Snickers in one gulp and then moved on to an assortment of Kit Kat, Mars Bars, even M&Ms, although all those shells and nuts always got in the way of my gluttony. Speaking of, I remember one Easter, my parents bought me a Lindt chocolate rabbit wrapped in gold, the size of (gulp) an actual rabbit. I ate it all in one night. ALL of it. I'm not even sure whether I unwrapped the foil.
Despite the temptations lurking everywhere, I still enjoy Halloween. My family dressed up, carved pumpkins (I wanted to cook their flesh for future low-carb pumpkin cheesecake and for seeds, thereby killing two gourds with one knife) and watched spooky movies. OK, watched Biggest Loser, but that counts, right?
I thought about buying candy for our trick or treaters, but then decided against it. Instead, I had a bowl full of delicious apples at the ready, which I unapologetically dropped into the children's buckets, smiling sweetly but giving them the LOOK if they asked why I wasn't giving them sweets.
Apples are sweet enough, kids. Also, don't they know those candy bars will give them acne and reduce their dating pool significantly when they hit adolescence? No use saying stuff like, 'Hey Kids, that food will kill you.' The young are immortal, everyone knows that. You have to hit them with the truth where it hurts.
And then the truth hit **me**
I've become THAT kooky woman. The one all the kids hated when I was younger. The one who passed out fruit instead of chocolate bars and told you how it was good for you and how it wouldn't rot your teeth. We never listened to her. No candy corn, Hersheys or that squishy peanut candy that stuck to your molars? We all thought she was nuttier than a Payday. The only house more hated during halloween was the one where the old lady gave out pennies and expired coupons.
So how about you? Did you give into temptation?