Halloween Treats

I love the day after Halloween. All the leftovers are mine to eat, except for the occasional morsel I toss to my Chihuahua. I don’t have to give things away to the little monsters at the door anymore, their creepy parents lurking at the edge of the lawn.

Teens don’t even say thank you half the time, even when I’m giving out full-sized Snicker bars. Word spreads fast when a house has premium chocolate. That’s when the unattended ones wander up, bags presented like offerings.

Looks like I have a dozen in the basement. Time to fill the freezer until next Halloween.