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Lol hope you like it virtually 😇🙃🎃👻🕷🕸

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This the cake pops I made for halloween. I added food coloring to look like blood and the wrinkles are there to look creepy. I call them my BLOODY POPS.

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Graveyard

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here are my treats Ms. Mata because i didn't know what to do for Dia De Los Muertos.

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I'm honoring my great grandpa. He liked to eat "Albondigas de Pollo", which is a Mexican dish with chicken meatballs in soup. I also have Coca Cola because that was his favorite drink.

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I didn't have anyone to honor so I just made a traditional sugar skull decorated with royal icing:

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I hope this is the right place to post our spooky cake.

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There wasn't anybody to honor for me, so i decided to make Day of the Dead themed cookies.

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I made a traditional Filipino steamed cupcake ( Puto ) to honor my great-grandparents. The farthest right is still alive, and is living with us right now. The other three passed before I was born, so I never met them, but my grandparents tell us stories about them, and something tells me they would be the best.

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I didn't really have anyone that passed away or that I wanted to honor so I just made these bubblegum flavored lolly pops. (:

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the pasta you see is what my great grandma candy gave to my mom for Halloween and made her eat it. The photo you see is of her on fourth of July. She died before i was born so I never got to see her, but I know that she would have been the greatest great grandma in the world.

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The photo on the top is a photo of my grandfather and me on his birthday. He was 64 when he past away. The photo on the bottom is a sugar cookie with the design of a baseball I made because he loved cookies and baseball so I put two of his favorite things together.

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The photo on the left,  is my maternal  great grandmother  and the photo on the right, is my uncle from my dad’s side of the family. I never met them but, my family tells me stories  about them. They both like quesadillas and beans.

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I'm honoring my dad.  He was 77 when he went to heaven.  He was an educator, too.  He loved to go to Olive Garden, so I made pasta with fresh heirloom tomatoes for him.  The little wooden American Indian was a carving he did in his spare time.  Miss him dearly, but I know he's doing good things for others.