The Literary Chef on the Magic of a Small-Town Halloween
Lucindy recalls Halloween festivities and shares a recipe for an Autumn beef stew.
In my home town of Livingston, Texas, the biggest event back in the late fifties and early sixties was the Halloween Carnival held each year on the elementary school playground. My friends and I would visit the fishing booth, duck pond, dunking booth, penny pitch, haunted house, and can knock-down. We would have our faces painted, arms “tattooed,” and fortunes told before visiting the petting zoo.
Later, with our brown paper grocery bags, we would hit the neighborhoods: “Trick or Treat! Smell my feet! Give me something good to eat!” Other than almost getting clipped by reckless teenage drivers, we were safe roaming the town at night by ourselves. Of course, our mothers warned us about razor blades in apples, but who would eat fruit when Kraft caramels and Hershey bars were available?
