The Annual Witches Camping Trip

Halloween Recipe Challenge
Mmm, gotta love bewitchery in the kitchen!

The Haunted Wordsmith

It was time again for the annual witches camping trip and it was Hattie’s turn to cook for everyone before they took their annual ride across the moon to start off Halloween. Fern and Hilda were already a little tipsy from too much witches’ brew, but they were always fun to watch as they sang and danced by the campfire.

“Can I give you hand, Hattie?” Medusa looked into the bubbling cauldron and saw only boiling water. She was getting hungry. “Would you like me to cut up the pumpkin?”

Hattie was busy combining brown sugar and caster sugar together in the mortar and didn’t hear Medusa. It didn’t help that Hattie was nearly a thousand years old and deaf in one ear. No one brought it up anymore; especially after the little pastry incident. Three years ago, Hattie was asked to bring the 500g of shortcrust pastry

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