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Chris and I decided to host an adult Halloween party this year and picked the Harry Potter series as our theme. We invited our guests to come in Wizard appropriate wear and assigned dishes from the books. Roast turkey and butter beer were our contributions for the evening and we also enjoyed other Hogwarts dishes such as Cauldron Cakes, Fizzing Whizbees, and Pumpkin Pasties. The house was converted to a modified version of Hogwarts, including floating candles in the Great Hall. Each couple was sorted into a house and we played games to see which house would win the house cup. We played “Guess the Bean” where participants tried Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans and tried to guess the most correctly (most were yummy flavors but there were a few nasty ones as well), “Guess the Costume” where we tried to determine who was who, and “Harry Potter Pictionary.” Of course, Gryffindor took the house cup and won a stash of Gringott’s gold. We had a great time hanging out with our friends; they were all good sports about our silly fun and we had some good laughs. Happy Halloween!


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Melanie Herway said…
Sorry we did not stay for the pictures. I think Jake was about to pass out from fatigue. Thanks again for a great time. You really know how to do parties!
November 2, 2009 at 4:18 AM
Danielle said…
Looks like so much fun! And you look absolutely beautiful!
November 2, 2009 at 8:37 AM
aenea said…
Looks like a lot of fun! We were all going to be Harry Potter characters for Halloween until the kids changed their minds (as they often do). Oh well! Looks like you had a fun Halloween!
November 2, 2009 at 8:50 AM
Diane said…
Looks like such fun! Wish we could have been there too, so imaginative! MOM
November 4, 2009 at 9:23 AM
markandkimcaldwell said…
Katie. This looks so fun. You make me want to have a Harry Potter party of my own. You are so creative. I also love the kid's costumes. I wish you were closer.
November 5, 2009 at 7:40 PM
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