Yesterday was quite a day at the downtown chicken coop, our hens, who up to now have produced one or maybe two eggs a day (total, not per chicken) laid two in the morning and two more in the afternoon. it takes a while for chickens to be at full production and with eight hens we are still not anywhere near there even with the impressive four eggs in one day, but it was exciting none the less.
This morning I was able to make a whole pan full of fried eggs for breakfast that came entirely from our hens. Will's dad is in town picking Briton up for his annual Texas visit and the five of us feasted on the almost orange yolked eggs, two of which were double yolkers. there is something infinitely satisfying about serving eggs from your own chickens, I doubt I'll ever get used to it. So cool!
