Just in Time for Halloween: The Jackie O. Lantern

Jackie-O-LanternA few days ago, I got an email from my editor over at KQED’s Bay Area Bites asking me if I would incorporate “in my own very special way” a Halloween theme into this week’s post. Rather than over think it, I decided to do the first thing that popped into my head:

A Jackie O. Lantern.

As far as I’m concerned, creating this lantern satisfies three important Halloween criteria: 1.) It allows me to dress inanimate fruit in drag, 2.) It caters to the modern obsession with celebrity (the fact that said celebrity is dead and was a Roman Catholic is pure holiday gravy), and 3.) It gives an appropriate nod to the centuries-old tradition of warding off evil spirits. Of course, the only spirit a Jackie O. Lantern might ward off is that of Maria Callas. Or Christina Onassis.

I googled images of Jackie O. Lanterns and was shocked– there weren’t any. Yes, there were a few that called themselves Jackie O. Lanterns, but they were either just female jack-o-lanterns or, more dishearteningly,  Jack-o-lanterns wearing pink pillbox hats.

And that’s just wrong. Pillbox hat? That’s not Jackie O., that’s Jackie Kennedy at the moment of her first husband’s death. I wanted to convey a more mature, world-weary Jackie– the one who cashed in her status as American royalty to marry an aging stallion/obscenely wealthy Greek shipping magnate in order to protect what was left of her family and garner unheard of shopping privileges.

So I borrowed a wig, big sunglasses, and a scarf from my friend Natalie, who likes to play dress up more than any other adult I know, and tarted up a little sugar pumpkin.

To make your very own Jackie O. Lantern, you will need:

Big sunglasses. It’s all about the sunglasses.

A long brown wig

A sugar pumpkin. (Note: take the sunglasses with you while pumpkin shopping. If the glasses fit around the pumpkin’s girth, you’ve got your pumpkin.

Some sort of carving instrument, like a small, sharp knife.

A spoon

A votive candle

A vintage scarf. (Purely optional, but it does complete the look. Pucci’s nice.)


1. Cut out a lid on the top of the pumpkin at a 45 degree angle so that the lid will remain in place when pumpkin is hollowed. This opening should be just large enough to allow access to your clenched fist. The smaller the hands, the better.

2. Scoop out seeds and stringy bits of pulp from the inside of your pumpkin with a spoon, preferably made of sterling silver. It’s even better if you are using a dessert spoon that has been stolen from the Plaza Hotel in New York. Since I have no such spoon, I had to settle for one I stole from the Algonquin Hotel instead. I am not advocating stealing– I was just pretending I was Robert Benchley at the time and was therefore necessarily pickled. Reserve the pumpkin seeds for later roasting.

3. Situate sunglasses onto the face of the pumpkin to determine the best placement for the eye holes. Cut out small holes with the tip of a sharp knife, then enlarge the holes with the same, stolen silver spoon you used to scrape out the pumpkin’s insides. (Note: Holes should not be larger than the sunglasses.)

4. Put your now-naked Jackie O. Lantern upon some sort of pedestal– an act which, now that I think of it, seems entirely appropriate. Dress up your pumpkin with wig, sunglasses, and a purely optional scarf-around-the-neck. Presto! You’ve got an international woman of glamour sitting on a cake stand in your kitchen.

Jackie O Glow

Lighting Jackie’s Fire

To add an inner glow to your Jackie O. Lantern, remove the wig and lid from the pumpkin, place a votive candle inside her, and light. Replace lid and wig. Adjust hairstyle, if the need or desire arises.

For a delicious bit of added fun, summon the spirit of Aristotle Onassis with the help of your Ouija board. Once you have his full attention, blast  a Maria Callas aria from your surround sound speakers, then sit back and feel the tension. “Voi lo Sapete” from Mascagni’s Cavalleria Rusticana would do very nicely. I recommend hiding all valuable, breakable objects.

I do not recommend leaving your Jackie O. Lantern burning with fire from the inside unattended, unless you wish to melt your wig or set your house ablaze, but lighting it does make her eyes shine bright and wide, which makes sense, if you think about it:

That woman saw things that no one should ever have to see.

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11 Responses to Just in Time for Halloween: The Jackie O. Lantern

  1. Rebecca says:

    Oh, this is inspired.

    Whenever I start to fear someday waking up a middle-aged woman with bad hair who thinks Crocs are OK, I cling to the eternal fierceness of Doubleday-editing, slack-wearing Jackie.

    I’m glad to see that she gets her own eternal flame, even in votive form, if only for putting up with Onassis’ whale scrotum-upholstered bar stools.

  2. jodi says:

    whale scrotum upholstered bar stools…wow. I think she’d have a great sense of humor because that’s beyond inspired. That’s really cool.

    *wah* you have an Algonquin dessert spoon. 😦

    I don’t even have a picture of me standing with my hand on the table, waving. (if I had a copy of a book I wrote in hardback with the NY Times bestseller list tucked under my arm it’d be all the better, but maybe later)

    Happy Pumpkin day. 🙂

  3. Jay says:

    How is it possible that after all of the camp I’ve been exposed to (and that’s a LOT of camp, folks) I’ve never in all my born days seen a Jackie O. Lantern before?

    This makes you invaluable, Mr. Procopio.

  4. michaelprocopio says:

    Rebecca– Whale scrotum-upholstered bar stools? How could I have not known about these? And where can I get some?

    Jodi– Now that I have outed myself about the spoon, I am waiting for the police to arrive and haul me away. But that spoon is worth a jail sentence, I tell you.

    Jay– I know. I was really surprised that no one had done this before. Or rather, that no one had done it correctly.

    I am glad you think I am invaluable, Jay. You are, too, you know. Seriously.

  5. This is one of the funniest things I’ve ever seen anyone do with a gourd, which is even more amazing when you consider that I spent two years at an extremely liberal liberal arts college in a dorm populated almost entirely by gay musicians.

  6. roy says:

    If it is from the Algonquin Hotel is is probably worth suffering a jail paragraph, much less an entire sentence.

  7. Rebecca says:

    Whale-scrotum bar stools? I’m pretty sure they sell them at IKEA. Maybe even Pottery Barn.

  8. Aruni says:

    Ah Michael, only you would create such a divine gourd. I believe that you have achieved maximum fabulosity.

    Whale-scrotum bar stools might be available at the Anchorage IKEA. I think Sarah Palin might have some.

  9. michaelprocopio says:

    Thanks for the lead, Rebecca. I’m putting those first on my Bridal Registry.

    Roo– I hope to G-d I haven’t reached my maximum fabulosity. Where else would there be for me to go?

  10. michaelprocopio says:

    David– I am glad you find it funny. Extremely liberal Liberal Arts College? Gay musicians? I have this image of all the guys in your dorm wearing Partridge Family concert wear, each one either on a keyboard or with a tambourine at his hip.

    Please tell me I am wrong.

    And Roy– Look at you with the bons mots. I happen to think the people who comment on my site leave much more interesting comments than those on any other food blog I’ve read.

    Nothing could convince me otherwise.

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