Feasts Of The Living Dead Edition
This week's notable food and drink events
Though we’ve long since abandoned the Samhain ritual of slaughtering our livestock and throwing their bones into giant bonfires—at least, around our neighborhood—Halloween is still inextricably entwined with food. Most of us still use it as a chance to indulge, whether that means getting lit on one too many “Bloody-tinis” because tonight we’re a “sexy witch” instead of a “moderately attractive human resources rep,” or simply sitting home and polishing off an entire bag of Fun Size Butterfingers in front of a Friday The 13th marathon. Even if you’re long past the appropriate age for trick-or-treating, there are plenty of opportunities to scare up some Halloween-related food and drinks this weekend, beginning with the Alamo Drafthouse Lamar’s annual Owen And Zack's Halloween Eve Extravaganza screening of Halloween 4: The Return Of Michael Myers, which once again features the ever-popular, very adults-only “Bobbing For Beer.” Of course, this year it also promises that someone will die, live, right there in the theater. If that sounds too intense, consider a more lighthearted brush with death at Whole Foods’ Sunset Supper And Cinema: Ghostbusters, paired with a three-course “themed” meal. (We’re guessing marshmallows and “slime” will factor in.)
Those who can’t stomach the masked debauchery of Sixth Street on Halloween night proper have the next best thing in the 2009 Ghoulwill Ball. Housed in the historic—and, some say, haunted—Driskill Hotel overlooking the street carnage, this year’s “Ghosts Of Graceland”-themed ball once again features live music, costume contests, lots of “heavy hors d’oeurves” that are as delicious as their names are likely to be disgusting, and the one thing worth coming back from the grave for—an open bar. But of course, costume contests and charitable causes are for “breathers”: The real action is over at the Alamo Drafthouse’s enfant terrible, The Highball, where the first-ever Zombie Prom welcomes revelers dressed in mandatory undead attire for a night of rhythmic lurching, fueled by heaping platters of “human brains” from the kitchen. It’s a true feast for the senses that even those with rigor mortis could enjoy.
Fatsometer: 4. Eat smart. Eat brains.
