wow, I had never been introduced to the idea that people would give away free food if you knocked on their door. The Rijbelchenko sisters told me about this event, although I didn't quite understand. They made it clear I had to dress up. I explained it to my mom and she made it happen with the things that were readily available. She gave me a pillow case to keep my new found treasures.
Oddly enough, my parents let me go out at night after dark in San Francisco. I was only in the third and well assured since I would be accompanied by the sisters.
So what do we do? We knocked on doors, not knowing who any of these people were. It was no t without curiosity as each adult place their goods in my pillowcase. It was growing, and growing beyond believe. What was this custom? Why had I never heard about it? I liked it a lot, wishing this could be a weekly event.
After our great haul, I had to share my loot with my mom. Neither of us actually knew what some of the tinks were. My mom had to explain that someone had made popcorn balls. How did she know? Well, she worked in the movie theaters in Holland, where Americans relentlessly asked for popcorn. None was to be had.
I got a candied apple, and candy I had never seen before. I tested each carefully since I had a rather discriminating taste bud. But bottom line, it was an incredible night that ventured me further into the new culture.
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