The Dutch don't really celebrate Halloween. Sure, I think the college kids use it as a good excuse for another party, but for the three Halloween's we've lived here we haven't had any trick-or-treaters. (Which is one of the reasons I was a little perplexed to see this item in the news.)
Anyway, Halloween was one of my favorite holidays growing up. It wasn't just the candy, although I did love me some Snickers. And my brother and I would always compare how good our hauls were each year by the number of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups we'd scored. But I really everything else that went with it - pumpkin picking at Evatt's Farm, pumpkin carving, planning out a costume and dressing up for the parade at school. The anticipation and planning were almost as much fun as the trick-or-treating itself. I even loved the Palmquist family tradition (or so I remember it) of eating Kraft macaroni and cheese (with a little ketchup!) and hot dogs for dinner before heading out into the dark neighborhood.
Freddy Kruger and Michael Meyers I can still do without, thank you very much, although I'm willing to give The Exorcist another try.
Aldus is probably too early to do anything costume-wise here, but I did my little part to celebrate by carving what may be the world's smallest jack-o-lantern and putting it in the window all evening.
We'll wait to buy any candy for Saint Martin's Day in a couple weeks.