When I got my girls, I found out that my mom won't eat brown eggs.
I thought about getting a leghorn so that I could give her white eggs, then I found out that she won't eat my eggs at all, after hearing me talk about what they eat: bugs, fridge leftovers, meat, etc.
I give up. She doesn't want my eggs and I don't want to give her any. If people don't want fresh eggs, they're welcome to buy eggs at the grocery store. But if they come to my home or eat anything I've made, I'm not making any excuses about using my own eggs in my own kitchen.
I give my eggs only to people who genuinely light up when I hand over the eggs. These people tend to be so excited that they tell me what they make with the eggs in great detail.
BTW, I live on a small lot in suburbia - chickens are a real novelty here and people automatically assume I live on acreage when they find out I have chickens. It's a great conversation starter and a good way to educate people that they can grow their own food on small pieces of land.
I thought about getting a leghorn so that I could give her white eggs, then I found out that she won't eat my eggs at all, after hearing me talk about what they eat: bugs, fridge leftovers, meat, etc.
I give up. She doesn't want my eggs and I don't want to give her any. If people don't want fresh eggs, they're welcome to buy eggs at the grocery store. But if they come to my home or eat anything I've made, I'm not making any excuses about using my own eggs in my own kitchen.
I give my eggs only to people who genuinely light up when I hand over the eggs. These people tend to be so excited that they tell me what they make with the eggs in great detail.
BTW, I live on a small lot in suburbia - chickens are a real novelty here and people automatically assume I live on acreage when they find out I have chickens. It's a great conversation starter and a good way to educate people that they can grow their own food on small pieces of land.