"They're out to get you, there's demons closing in on every side ..."

I had no plans this weekend, unless you count taking our new addition to the vet to get his shots and recovering from one of the worst flus I've had in years, yet somehow it turned out to be an absolutely fantastic weekend -- complete with zombies, blood, and, well, the far less intriguing act of picking our own fruit.

In an act of complete spontaneity, Jordan and I ended up taking to Hamilton's streets as part of the city's zombie walk from Gore Park to Tapestry Bistro. I've got to say, people in this city don't shy away from getting involved and seeing hundreds of zombies -- many of which stayed in character the entire walk -- was quite the sight.

Today we drove up Ancaster way, in search of pumpkins and apples. We were successful, hauling back two decent-sized pumpkins and enough end-of-season apples to last us awhile.

Anyone know any decent apple recipes? Let me know!