Clearly your knowledge of actual witch hunts qualifies you to conduct metaphorical ones.

Primarily, he informs me, by ridicule. My pointing and laughing at his tantrum is exactly like a historical witch hunt, which I would have known if I had actually paid attention in history class. The interrogations and imprisonments and trials and occasional executions and cat-burnings were merely incidental to the witch hunters' primary weapons of pointing and laughing.

They look good. Were they good? And how are they "smoky"?

I thought they were pretty good. They disappeared with gratifying speed. I think the butter browned a bit when I was infusing the cardamom pod shells, and the small amount of pepper may have come across as a bit smokey. Mostly I tasted spices and molasses.

Oh lord, I'm at my friend's wedding and don't know anyone else here and I just asked a stranger for a ride. SO awkward. At least there is a charging station here in the hotel lobby because my phone is about to die for no apparent reason. I'm sure the dinner will be nice though, right?

I have total faith in your dinner, Jesse. Plus, it's a wedding, which generally means CAKE.

(Not always - my brother and SIL had organic local ice cream bars at their wedding, at which I am still a little aggrieved all these years later.)

Is Denver doing anything special with Blucifer to mark the occasion

Blucifer is terrifying 24/7. Only way to increase the terror is to have a to scale Belinda riding his back.

You can do it Jesse!

I've run out of treats already. It's just 7. I bought for 50, since I've been getting 30-40 lately.

I had one girl who was very goth princess...all black lace and purple decorations and even a black veil! Adorable.

There was also a kid dressed as bacon and eggs.

I love Blucifer. I'd like a small Blucifer in my front yard.

A friend reminded that Peppermint Patty/ie could also be the candy. Der doy. So I've made some "suspenders" out of elastic and York peppermint patties!

The entire staff of the sushi restaurant I went to—the sushi chefs, the wait staff, everyone—all were wearing identical Doraemon costumes.

Zen...if you REALLY want a Blucifer, let me know. I can be on the lookout.

I'm ready and waiting for trick or treaters to start their hunt. We bought a ton of candy since we have no clue what kind of traffic we will get.

This is also Jack's first Halloween. I'm planning on sitting on my porch so kids aren't too scared of him. I did put a sign in the window where he usually hangs out when we are outside that says Bark, BARK, bark, bArK, bark MEANS Happy Halloween.