Monday, October 26, 2009


Above are two eggs from the same chicken found on Saturday.
The egg on the left is clearly much larger than the one on the right.

Please ignore the ghost-pale coloring of my hand and arm.
I'm a freak of nature. Much like this egg.

As a mother, I can not help but feel sorry for this poor chicken. It must have been a difficult delivery. All I keep thinking is; Wow, that had to hurt.
The bottom of the egg was really weird. All wrinkly and deformed.

Turns out it was a double yolker. How cool is that?
Even though it was freakish and weird, it tasted wonderful.

I am really loving the fresh eggs.

Excuse me while I go compare birth stories with my hen.


Kristine said...

Very cool! It's always made me laugh when grocery checkers are so tender with my packaged eggs. When my kids were little, I would make a show of how strong the eggs were, putting the carton on the ground and instructing my children to stand on it to show the checker.

Everyone thought I was nuts.

The kids began refusing when they got to about 60 lbs. Which is just as well, I don't know how much longer it would have worked.

Camille said...

That's funny! Eggs are a lot stronger than most people think.

: )