tombstones and ghosts.

So if you know me at all, you know that I'm a little obsessed with cemeteries. I've loved them ever since I was a little girl, visiting old 17th century graveyards on my family's yearly Cape Cod vacations. I've gone on dates to cemeteries, and I always make it a point to find the coolest, oldest cemeteries when I go on vacation or visit a new town. Luckily, this bizarre fascination of mine hasn't creepily infiltrated other aspects of my life, but this Halloween was the perfect excuse to play it up a little. My roommates and I invited a few friends over to celebrate the holiday, and I volunteered to make dessert (because obviously the only things I can cook are grilled cheese and eggs, neither of which would be apropriate for a Halloween lunch). I'm clearly no Martha, but I was happy with how my little cemetery cake and cupcakes turned out.

bonus points if you know what "QEPD" means.