Candy is good. I love the unlikely caramel flavor of candy corn, the salty savory chewiness of real caramel, the capsacin burn of an old fashioned Red Hot, the flaky wafer crunch of a Kit Kat, the crystalline snap of a Skor (do they still make those?), the sour floral aroma of a green apple Jolly Rancher, the elusive nutty umami of a malted milk ball, the subdued vaguely berry appeal of Orbit chewing gum. My kids think candy is good too. Except their love for it is unbounded by type, brand, or flavor profile. Which is sufficient incentive for them to brave the wilds of Los Angeles, and its scream masks, slasher-flick-worthy front yard horror scenes, and other holiday terrors.
For me, the terror is that 3 pound bag of assorted candy that you have to deal with afterward. Part of me thinks: there’s gotta be another way of doing Halloween, something different than the onslaught of all sugar, great and small. The sugary spike and cranky crash of kids. And this year, as in every recent year, we forget about the whole candy issue until the last minute, focused as we are on which of seven costume options our children will alight on. And then it’s there: post trick or treating, we’ve got a ton of candy on our hands. They want to eat it. And they certainly can eat some of it. But no way are they going to eat all of it. We don’t like the idea of just throwing it away. Nor do we think there’s much value to be gained from donating candy to some worthy, pre-diabetic cause. So what the heck do you do? Just roll with it, I’m guessing (which is what we’ve done each and every of the past few years). But I’m just curious: has anyone concocted any Halloween traditions that celebrate all the joys of the holiday and candy and sugar, without turning it into one big glycemic crash and burn?