31 Nights of Horror VII, Night 22: Witches Night Out Recap

The requirement? Wear all black. The expectation? Drink up, witches. This is Witches Night Out.

The coven gathered around the ritual table for a smudging prayer. We cast out all negativity from our souls and cleansed our spirits to prepare for the evening. As the sage burned, we let the smoke purify our minds and hearts.

Once we rectified ourselves, we blessed our friendships and inscribed our wishes for our futures on a piece of paper. The wishes were then lit on fire by the friendship candle and placed into a jar to solidify our fates. Now we were ready to party.

After an un-happy hour with ghoulish goodies and demonic drinks, we rode our brooms (aka we took an Uber) to the Veil Brewing Company to sample their boozy elixirs of spontaneous fermentation.  Once our bellies were filled with the white light of some seriously stellar hops, we marched as one to the next destination: The Haunted Hofheimer Building.

We perched on the roof with other gargoyles and ravens, and continued to fill our cups with the magical potion of the alcoholic gods. Our hearts, black as ice (and our bodies just as cold) commanded us to descend to the second floor of the building. There, we participated in an ancient drum circle and danced to the Devil’s song. Seriously, though, the lounge at the Hof was exceptionally cool and I’m so glad we stumbled upon it. Feeling particularly devilish, we also crashed a ten year high school reunion that was happening in the same building. Oh, those witches! You can’t trust us.

The evening ended with more dancing in El Diablo room at Banditos and we refueled with late night quesadillas and nachos. Witches gotta eat.

A night out with your best witches and warlocks is the best way to enhance your Halloween spirit. I encourage all of you to get in touch with your dark side and host your own spooky get together. It’s sure to be a witchin’ good time!

31 Nights of Horror VI, Night 28: Halloween Happy Hour

Hosting a Halloween bash can be stressful. There’s lots of details to plan, playlists to make, cleaning to do, and by the time you get everything ready you feel like it’s time to hit the ol’ coffin. Moreover, there’s a lot of stuff happening on Halloween weekend. People get invited to lots of fun parties and every bar, brewery or club is throwing down.

That’s why this year my boyfriend and I decided to keep it simple by hosting a small Halloween Un-Happy Hour with family and close friends only. It was a fun way to see my favorite people and still have the flexibility of going out and doing something else later in the evening.

We chose an early start time – 5 pm – and made it clear on the invitation that cocktail hour would be done by 7. The gathering also served a dual purpose as a casual house warming party for our new place.

Instead of planning a rager and worrying if we had enough alcohol, we bought one case of beer, a red and white wine, and an easy rum punch that was more than enough for the dozen guests we had.

Party food was on theme, of course, and we didn’t stress over making everything from scratch. We served:

  • Cocktail meatballs: the classic grape jelly/chili sauce blend
  • Pumpkin face pizza bites: I took a can of pilsbury pizza dough, cut it into strips and baked it with cheese, sauce, and pepperoni in a silicone pumpkin face mold
  • Mummy dogs: simple and fun
  • Ghost cakes: Halloween themed cake pans are my jam
  • Pumpkin puking guacamole: with cheese dip on top of course
  • Veggie tray: $5 at Kroger and displayed in a 99 cent plastic haunted house tray
  • Pecan Pie from O’Charley’s: because my boyfriend ordered a slice of pie for lunch and they accidentally gave him an entire pie?!

We had a great time dressing up, eating and drinking boos. It was so nice feeling relaxed and not worrying about whether or not someone was gonna puke all over my bathroom. Getting older isn’t a bad thing, ha.

After the un-happy hour ended we went with our neighbors to a Halloween party at a local brewery a couple blocks from our house. They had a GREAT, weird band called League of Space Pirates who had the most badass robot that sang along with them and told jokes. It was pretty rad.

So if you’re thinking you want to host more parties but really don’t want the chaos of a full fledged bash, I highly recommend a good, spooky happy hour. Because life’s too short to tire yourself out from trying to be Martha Stewart.