Halloween has been in full force for several weeks now in all the stores. It’s been their first chance to decorate around a highly-concrete theme since July, it seems, and they’re really going for it. Cobwebs, spiders, zombies, mummies, vampires, witches, werewolves, voluptuous women poured into tight black dresses who are said to be eternally wed to Darkness. That kinda stuff.
But the thing that has made me laugh the most in all of this is Scary Cakes. Hostess is getting into the spirit of things this year (and apparently also has in previous years though I’ve never paid attention) by creating something identical to the tongue, but entirely other to the mind. My favorite thing about these cakes is that they seem both positive and negative all at once. When confronted with the Scary Cakes, you are conflicted immediately and permanently. Do I want the Scary Cakes? What makes the Scary Cakes so scary? What will happen to me if and when I consume said Scary Cakes? Something scary, no doubt. But, not purely scary. There’s cake involved in this event. Do you see the horrible dilemma?
It also makes a great term of endearment. I’ve taken to calling Stephanie “scary cakes” lately. I think it suits her quite well!