I have a love/hate relationship with these vintage paper treat bags. On one hand, they bring back warm trick-or-treating memories of standing on neighbours' doorsteps on a chilly October night, anticipating what might be dropped into my bag or bucket (the image below is one I distinctly remember). On the other hand, they were often filled with the types of candy I disliked . . . or perhaps settled for once I had eaten all of the chocolate and bags of chips and had reached the bottom of my trick-or-treating loot.
Rockets . . .
Kisses . . . anything involving licorice. But when it's a choice between mediocre candy or nothing, the candy usually wins.
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I have a love/hate relationship with these vintage paper treat bags. On one hand, they bring back warm trick-or-treating memories of standing on neighbours' doorsteps on a chilly October night, anticipating what might be dropped into my bag or bucket (the image below is one I distinctly remember). On the other hand, they were often filled with the types of candy I disliked . . . or perhaps settled for once I had eaten all of the chocolate and bags of chips and had reached the bottom of my trick-or-treating loot. Rockets . . . Kisses . . . anything involving licorice. But when it's a choice between mediocre candy or nothing, the candy usually wins.
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