Bird
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I can meet you in Waco and we can make the exchange.
I appreciate the offer, but 250+ miles round trip is a bit far to drive for eggs.:laughing:
I can meet you in Waco and we can make the exchange.
Brown eggs from the grocery store have the red-brownish fleck in the yolk, but white eggs from the store do not. I think that spot in the yolk has more to do with the chicken breed than fertile or not. Brown eggs cost more but supposedly it is a myth that brown eggs are more nutritious or better in some way than white eggs.
I think commercial egg farms can and do make the yoke and white look more like a free range chicken with feed additives. To me the difference is more in the taste of the eggs.
We let all our chickens free range. The yolks are deep orange and much better tasting than commercial layer houses where the chickens eat pelletized feed and stay under lights 24 hours a day just to lay them selves out in about 12 months.
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Many years ago (1940s & early '50s at least) the U.S. Post Office delivered a lot of baby chicks. And if they could not be promptly delivered, the local postmaster was authorized to sell them cheap before they died. So my Dad and Granddad got baby chicks every year that way. So that meant we got different chicken breeds at times. Dad's first choice for laying hens was White Leghorns, but some years we had Dominecker, Rhode Island Red, etc. So most of the time we had white eggs, but sometimes we had brown ones. I wouldn't pay any more for brown ones, but I'd just as soon have them. My parents moved from Ardmore, OK, to Baltimore, MD, when I was a baby and Dad took a job with the Social Security Administration. They did not like city living in Baltimore and after a couple of years, moved back to Oklahoma. But they had lots of stories of apartment dwelling city folks in Baltimore who had never been on a farm. One of the stories was about a vendor who came around with a push cart selling vegetables, eggs, and such. Mother said whichever of the women in the building first saw the vendor would go knock on other doors to tell them he was out there. So one day, a neighbor lady knocked on the door and told Mother the vendor was out there "and he has a good price on eggs today, but make him let you pick out your own because some of them are so old they've turned brown."