It's Saturday night on Utopia Parkway.

Have you ever wondered what happens when you are asked to bring a scary dessert to a Halloween party and you have absolutely no culinary skills?

You end up with my patented Bloody Tarantula Cookies. (Directions: 1) Bake Pillsbury Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough. 2) Add red icing. 3) Place gummy tarantula upon red icing. 4) Don't go into sugar shock.)



Now what if another person (my pal Mathew), who has a friend who dabbles in the pastry arts, is asked to bring a dessert to the very same party. You get these:



Anyway, I had a pretty good Halloween that involved me burning my fingers on a test tube while doing flashy demos for the kids, and going to Becca T's Halloween party in a recycled witch costume from last year. At said party I only had a couple of scary desserts, ran into some old friends, maybe had a bit too much punch, lost my shoes, and then found them. Good times.

Today I sweat out the toxins that I accumulated last night at yoga, and got my hair cut. I have bangs! I haven't had those since high school.

Hope your Halloweens were happy.