Dumbest Things People Have Said About Your Chickens/Eggs/Meat

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I was talking to the owner of a small produce market that said they had chickens much of her life. She said the brown eggs taste better and have darker yolks than the white eggs. I tried to explain the shell color depended on the breed and the inside (taste and yolk color) depended on what the chicken ate. She started arguing with me that she knew for a fact that brown eggs had darker yolks. I offered to bring her brown and white eggs from my flock and open them to show the yolks. She said "oh no don't do that."
I guess I was bursting her bubble she's been carrying around for half a century.
 
I was talking to the owner of a small produce market that said they had chickens much of her life. She said the brown eggs taste better and have darker yolks than the white eggs. I tried to explain the shell color depended on the breed and the inside (taste and yolk color) depended on what the chicken ate. She started arguing with me that she knew for a fact that brown eggs had darker yolks. I offered to bring her brown and white eggs from my flock and open them to show the yolks. She said "oh no don't do that."
I guess I was bursting her bubble she's been carrying around for half a century.

I used to think that but very quickly figured out that the only white eggs I'd ever seen were from a store and the only brown eggs I'd ever eaten were from someone's home. Didn't take much to figure out that diet and living conditions had much more to do with it, and that was years ago and long before I started thinking about getting chickens. I don't understand people. Lol
 
People have asked me what do I do with so many chickens, rabbits, etc. When I tell them I process them for meat they look at me as though I'm 1. Jack the Ripper, and 2. A total redneck! Then I usually get the following : You EAT them? How could you? I could never do that!
This is from some of the same people who will eat venison without giving it a thought. It seems the problem they have is meat comes in packages from the store mentality. They don't care how it gets there, as long as they don't have to see /do it!
 
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People have asked me what do I do with so many chickens, rabbits, etc. When I tell them I process them for meat they look at me as though I'm 1. Jack the Ripper, and 2. A total redneck! Then I usually get the following : You EAT them? How could you? I could never do that!
This is from some of the same people who will eat venison without giving it a thought. It seems the problem they have is meat comes in packages from the store mentality. They don't care how it gets there, as long as they don't have to see /do it!

Gives a whole new meaning to the expression, "Ignorance is bliss", doesn't it?

Seeing food in sterile plastic packages allows people to deny where it comes from and keeps them living in their very small "comfort zone" ... which you intruded upon.

Bad Crickett!! (Keep up the good work)
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People have asked me what do I do with so many chickens, rabbits, etc. When I tell them I process them for meat they look at me as though I'm 1. Jack the Ripper, and 2. A total redneck! Then I usually get the following : You EAT them? How could you? I could never do that!
This is from some of the same people who will eat venison without giving it a thought. It seems the problem they have is meat comes in packages from the store mentality. They don't care how it gets there, as long as they don't have to see /do it!
So what you're claiming is that milk doesn't come from a carton and meat doesn't grow in plastic boxes?
 
You got it! And eggs don't spontaneously appear in egg cartons as if they were mushrooms either! When my eldest stepdaughter was five. (Shortly after my husband and I were married) I was in the kitchen, cutting up a chicken. She asked "What are you doing? " I told her, cutting up this chicken to fry for supper.
Oh.That's not how Momma does it.
A bit later she came back. I was dredging the pieces in flour.
Now what are you doing?
I'm getting ready to batter the chicken to make fried chicken.
Oh. That's not how Momma does it.


Still later she comes back in. Now I'm putting the chicken in the hot oil.
Now what are you doing?
I'm frying the chicken for supper.
Oh. That's not how Momma does it.
By now I was getting frustrated. So how does your Momma do it?
She goes to Kentucky Fried Chicken.
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You got it! And eggs don't spontaneously appear in egg cartons as if they were mushrooms either! When my eldest stepdaughter was five. (Shortly after my husband and I were married) I was in the kitchen, cutting up a chicken. She asked "What are you doing? " I told her, cutting up this chicken to fry for supper.
Oh.That's not how Momma does it.
A bit later she came back. I was dredging the pieces in flour.
Now what are you doing?
I'm getting ready to batter the chicken to make fried chicken.
Oh. That's not how Momma does it.


Still later she comes back in. Now I'm putting the chicken in the hot oil.
Now what are you doing?
I'm frying the chicken for supper.
Oh. That's not how Momma does it.
By now I was getting frustrated. So how does your Momma do it?
She goes to Kentucky Fried Chicken.
:facepalm:
I once argued about the morality and ethical implications of hunting. I was pro, she was con. We we're both eating hamburgers.
 
You got it! And eggs don't spontaneously appear in egg cartons as if they were mushrooms either! When my eldest stepdaughter was five. (Shortly after my husband and I were married) I was in the kitchen, cutting up a chicken. She asked "What are you doing? " I told her, cutting up this chicken to fry for supper.
Oh.That's not how Momma does it.
A bit later she came back. I was dredging the pieces in flour.
Now what are you doing?
I'm getting ready to batter the chicken to make fried chicken.
Oh. That's not how Momma does it.


Still later she comes back in. Now I'm putting the chicken in the hot oil.
Now what are you doing?
I'm frying the chicken for supper.
Oh. That's not how Momma does it.
By now I was getting frustrated. So how does your Momma do it?
She goes to Kentucky Fried Chicken.
:facepalm:


I'm sure that's NOT how Momma does it. However, it's how The Colonel does it, only you use better/fresher chicken and your oil doesn't look like it came out of an old car engine.
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