Halloween, City Style
Halloween is my most favorite holiday. It always has been.
Last year, we had lived in the city for just two months and I couldn’t bear to celebrate here. I was plagued with homesickness and it just felt like the right thing to do to go back to California for Halloween. That, and I had no idea how people even trick-or-treat in Manhattan-in apartment buildings.
As it turns out, the festivities in New York City are really quite amazing, which isn’t surprising. There was a huge pumpkin festival in Central Park over the weekend, and a bunch of free events going in our plaza and surrounding neighborhoods. There was no shortage of things to do, as usual.
We invited a couple of friends over to celebrate the night before, and I made the brilliant decision of baking my first pies ever the morning of the party. Two pumpkin pies, one apple pie, two dozen frosted sugar cookies, toasted pumpkin seeds and cupcakes to be exact. They looked a hot mess but tasted fine as far as I could tell. Practice for my first hosted Thanksgiving, I suppose.
On Sunday, we dressed up and headed to our next door neighborhood, where they had a musician playing songs for toddlers and the entire area decked out in Halloween decorations. We stopped to check out the fire engine from Ladder 13, and I did everything I could (including outright begging and bribing) to get the kids to take a photo with Tommy.
It was worth it.
The leaves are changing colors and starting to fall, and as much as I am dreading the cold winter, there is something magical about the seasons on the East Coast.
Even trick-or-treating in the apartment buildings was fun. We found some friends, and started at the 37th floor, running down the stairs and checking every floor to see who was handing out candy. While I miss walking up the paths of the homes decorated to the nines in our old neighborhood in California, this was fun in it’s own way. The only obstacle we ran into was waiting for the elevators on the way up with a ton of overly anxious children.
I’m Halloweened out now, but feeling accomplished and content with hitting yet another milestone in our adaptation to city life.