Sask. man gives out burnt toast on Halloween | The Moment

On Halloween night, I have a silly tradition where I make toast. I burn it, it's dry, and I give it out to the children. Oh, I got the most burnt ones for you. I've been doing this since the mid-90s when I used to live in Medicine Hat, Alberta. I do have a little bit of a reputation around town. I'm called the toast guy. A Saturday Night Live skit with the coneheads kind of inspired me to do something silly to give away at the door. The reason I do it is to see the fun, the laughter on the kids as they come up to the house. Their responses sometimes are absolutely fantastic. I have a two-slice toaster, it's going all night long as toast is being devoured by the children, so I'm always running back and forth from the front door to the kitchen. I had one kid, I says, so you here for the toast? He just looks me straight in the eye, he goes, nope. I says, candy? Yep. They just love seeing youngsters with smiles on their faces. If only I'd known this. So in our neighborhood, it's more conventional treats like chocolate bars. But we ran out at our house at about 8 o'clock last night after 2,400 trick-or-treaters. People kept knocking on the door as late as about 9.30. Had I only known, I could have given them toast.