Boo!

Mia, Papa and Mommy went trick-or-treating in the neighborhood last night. Mia and Mommy both dressed up. Mia was a bumblebee and Mommy certainly makes a very scary witch. Who knew witches liked to wear polarfleece vests?

In New York City, and particularly in our neighborhood, trick-or-treating often means raiding all the local merchants for candy. Here is the scene on Duane Street last night - crazy!Lots of merchants really get into the spirit (ha!) of things. Duane Street Bakery had some great carved pumpkins. Inside, Captain Jack Sparrow (or a reasonable facsimile thereof) was giving out freshly baked oatmeal cookies.



Here is Papa emerging triumphant after braving the madhouse of Bouley Bakery, where he scored some coffee and a slice of poundcake. The coffee he had to pay for, but the poundcake he won by elbowing a clown, a ballerina and a chicken out of the way and bumrushing the poor, besieged pastry chef. Sometimes, a papa's got to do what a papa's got to do. (Kidding, just kidding!)



Unfortunately, our little bee didn't last very long - she fell asleep in the middle of it all. We are looking forward to next Halloween already!