Pumpkin Ravioli, Frankenstein, and Spooky Vibes
I haven't dressed up in years, I don't really enjoy scary movies, and I just recently figured out that Tom Hanks is in fact David S. Pumpkins. But let me tell you, folks, if there are two parts of Halloween I can get into, it's the food and the literature.
Despite being kind of terrifying to attempt, today's pumpkin ravioli recipe should not be nearly as scary as the prospect of a candy apple martini or whatever Halloween drink special your local haunt has dreamt up for this year. With enough determination to use up that last can of pumpkin in your cabinet as the month wanes down, this pasta recipe is a lot more accessible than you'd expect it to be. As was IT. The movie. I know! I went to see it! In theaters!
I don't like scary movies because I don't like being scared (duh?), but in a fit of bravery and love for Colin, I committed to seeing it a few weeks ago at our local theater, The Davis. It was actually a much better experience than I expected, and I only burst out in panicked laughter in the middle of an otherwise totally silent theater during an incredibly inappropriate time to laugh once. High on my successful consumption of horror culture, I turned to a recommendation from one of my oldest friends and picked up a fifty cent copy of Frankenstein.
I've put off reading Frankenstein for nearly as long as I have making a dentist appointment in Chicago. It seemed kind of scary, a little old, and just plain not my thing. Turns out, as per usual, I had no idea what I was talking about.