Let’s face it, walking around outside, while sweating in a rubber mask, in the freezing cold, the whole time risking getting egged isn’t the greatest sales pitch for a holiday. If not for the hefty lure of a veritable Willy-Wonka lifetime (okay, month’s worth!) supply of candy — Halloween would have the lackluster appeal of another Ground Hog’s Day. (Sorry Puxatawny Phil)

Ahhh but the candy is temptation enough for any kid (or 37 year old adult) to risk a few yolks…

My personal fave? Candy Corn.

I have simple needs, and those are my holy grail. When I was a pillow carrying kid, candy corn were more of a delicacy – served up 5 or 6 at a time in little cellophane tinted packets. BUT… now I am King of the Candy Corn, and I’ve been dipping my paws into a great big (ever lightening) bag of the stuff. I try to fool myself into believing that the white tips of candy corn are non-calorie & sugar-free – so it’s okay to nibble on the ends (leaving the bottoms for Trick-o-Treaters… kidding…)

Now lets talk about the scariest thing on Halloween night….

Any fruit distributed on Halloween is a billboard for CLUELESS. All apples and oranges (or g-d forbid, an avocado! — wouldn’t put it past Ann Arbor households!) must be destroyed IMMEDIATELY.

At my household, we only distribute FULL CALORIE, TEETH ROTTING YUMMINESS…

What are your faves?