@7 Biddies (and my stupid @ thingy didn't work) I'm almost embarrassed to confess how much I'm charging for eggs. Um, right now I get a paltry $3.00 an 18 pack. You read that right. See, I live in a community with only 600 people. Of those 600 people, a great proportion of them have chickens, turkeys, ducks, sheep, cattle, goats, horses, donkeys and rabbits. I've only had chickens for about a year. Most of these folks have had them for 3 generations or more on the same piece of property. There are no restrictions on the number of chickens we can have, and no restrictions on roosters, either. So any given morning you can count on the Cowley Chorus starting up about 5 am. They start on one end of town, the roosters in the middle of town hear them and join the song, followed closely by the roosters on the far end of town. It keeps going, like some kind of perverted stadium wave - over and over again.
So here I need to sell good clean eggs at a low price just to get them out of here and break even. I'm not out to make a profit, but it's sure hard to sell eggs when the mayor tells you, "No, thanks, Diane, I get my eggs from my son's chickens." and so on down the line. I keep my coop and run as clean as humanly possible, bring the eggs in several times a day, and if there's a single egg that comes in poopy then that nest gets cleaned out and fresh bedding put in. John, one of my most regular customers, used to get his eggs from another lady in town. John is one of our town maintenance guys, and he was watching the building of our coop, run and flock with great interest. One day when he was here (reading the water meter, I think) I gave him a dozen eggs. He opened the carton and said something about how nice it was that I wash them first. I told him I don't wash them. He was skeptical, so he and I went out to the coop. As luck would have it, Cora was just getting off the nest after leaving me a nice big brown egg. I reached in and picked it up and handed it to John. It was still warm and drying. A tiny piece of straw was stuck to the bloom. He was stunned! He said he always has to scrub the eggs he was getting from another lady in town before his wife would even let him put the carton in the fridge. That free dozen eggs got me a loyal customer who then passed the word around to his buddies.
Maybe with the prices going up in the retail stores, most people around the country can charge more for their eggs. Just a little hard to do when there are so many here who have their own chickens.