It is a truth universally acknowledged that I cannot decorate desserts for shiz. On a scale of one to disaster, I am definitely the onset of the apocalypse.
Welcome to How Not to Decorate Your Oreo Pops for Halloween 101…
For a non-decorator, though, I have to admit that these Oreo pops are pretty damn cute anyway. Sure, they’re not chef-d’ouevres by any stretch of the imagination–but considering that I made this batch at 4 AM within 60 minutes, that’s got to count for something, right?
I made these for an adorable Halloween party that my friends over in the education/IS department threw last week. They weren’t the only themed appearances, either: there were spooky eggs, kitty litter cake, witch’s brew, and props & costumes galore!
Last Sunday, the BIG Halloween festivities continued when my fambam and I paid a visit to the Happiest Place on Earth–Disneyland at Halloweentime is inexplicably amazing. The Dapper Dans come out to sing their ghoulish quartet songs in minor keys; the scent of pumpkin and $4.25 churros wafts through the air; the Haunted Mansion is taken over by Jack Skellington and his crew of mischievous misfits. But I’ll let you in on the biggest secret of all that made this Halloween at Disneyland the best one ever:
We ate dinner at Club 33!!!!
For those of you who aren’t familiar with this hidden gem, Club 33 is a members-only venue located in New Orleans Square, right above the Pirates of the Caribbean ride and the Blue Bayou restaurant. Membership is something like $10K per year, with a base fee of goodness-knows-how-much and an interminable waiting list.
We had been waiting to go in for two full years now. My brother’s friend, whose dad is a member, helped us secure a spot for my very belated birthday celebration, but renovations on the restaurant set us back a solid 24 months. And was the wait worth it after all? Well, five courses, excellent service, and a lot of giddy pictures later say yes…
Aside from an excellent view of the Halloween festivities happening down below our exclusive balcony, I absolutely loved the entire escape-from-Disneyland-within-Disneyland experience. The wait staff was incredibly attentive: after I asked for special dietary accommodations (the third course was fish or meat only, and I requested a meatless dish), the kitchen sent out individual appetizers–3 tuna bruschetta for my family, and 1 persimmon slaw for me!
I was already impressed by the staff’s attention to detail, but the surprises didn’t end there. At one point, my brother mentioned in passing that we were there to celebrate my birthday (which is actually in the summer, but I suppose to us it was a birthday celebration of sorts). When the dessert course came out, there was a giant “Happy Birthday” scrawled across my plate of monkey bread and vanilla ice cream. Awwww, all the feels.
Apart from one sour grapes of a hostess, the rest of the club’s staff was incredibly gracious. One of the hosts (who looked a lot like Hunter Hayes) genuinely looked like he was the happiest person on Earth just to be manning the front desk. When my family exited down the outdoors spiral staircase as he was coming up, he beamed and offered to take our photo for us before running upstairs, so that he could report back about getting us escorted out of the park.
I’m hoping that by having made these Jack Skellington Oreo pops, I’ll please the Disney gods and they’ll let me gain entry once more into Club 33. Okay, so it’s super unlikely that anything of the sort will happen–but a girl can dream, can’t she?
Happy Halloween, folks!!