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I'm rarely home on Halloween to offer anyone candy, but if college aged kids came to my door decked out in kick ass costumes I might offer a Pabst or a shot of whiskey.
My adult life of "trick-or-treating" has consisted of walking from one party to another, usually being called in off the street because of my costume to have a glass of wine, or a shot at some random party. My adult form of digging through your bag for the different candies you got is trying to remember what all different drinks were consumed the night before and retracing my steps to find out what parts of my costume I threw in the bushes or removed on my drunken stumble home.
Now that I have a child I imagine Halloween's will be toned down quite a bit, but I'm certainly going to make sure he has a kick ass costume every year (gotta stick with controversial topics before he has any say what he wears for Halloween).
For me, the fun was rarely in the candy, it was in getting dressed up and being someone else for a night.
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