Trick or treating: A sweet or sour tradition?

There was a time when I hated trick or treaters. It usually meant getting up off the coach in the middle of a Sopranos binge, and trying to smile as some cocky eight-year-old mocked the cheap chocolate I was giving him. (It isn’t cheap, OK, it’s European.) And then we had kids of our own. The only two kids on our road, a quiet lane full of older people, that doesn’t get much action on Halloween.