Seriously, come on down next year–it’s not a bad trip down from Cinci, and the Mountain Parkway in October is an amazingly beautiful drive. Trick or Treat will most likely be on the Thursday, as the city generally won’t schedule it on Friday, Saturday, Sunday, or Wednesday. (Football, drunks, and church.) We’ve got a comfortable spare room, homebrew, fresh eggs for breakfast, prime ToT real estate, and the best party is only three doors down from us. If you’d enjoy the spectacle, you’re more than welcome.
That was my older brother. Same house, same rules, different kids. I was never interested in eating it all at once, I’d much rather look forward to having a piece or two every day for a month. My brother scarfed his even while walking house to house. He seemed to think it would all disappear if he didn’t eat it immediately.
Did he flat out say it was because of the candy quality? Because I could see it also being because he assumed that not that many college students would participate, and thus it wouldn’t be that enjoyable an experience.
I also wouldn’t be surprised if he wanted them to trick-or-treat at actual houses, and, since he had to pick somewhere, he picked the place with the best/most candy.
My parents always drove us to friends’ and family’s houses, as a lot of them lived in the same neighborhood. That is, until we got caught up in the anti-Halloween craze in the early-to-mid nineties and had “harvest festival” and “autumn carnival” parties at our church instead. (Honestly had more fun at the church parties, really. I just wish they hadn’t limited costume types.)