So our ladies aren’t laying. Possibly because it is, like, absolute zero out there. All energy is directed at keeping warm.
We miss eggs, so we broke down and bought eggs at the store on our oh, so romantic Valentine’s Day date to the grocery store before snowmageddon. Which…
Not so much…
The good news is that we found local eggs.
They have been cleaned, so they have to be refrigerated, but they’re pretty.
And, while not as bright as our fresh eggs, not pale like the regular eggs.
That’s pretty much the review – not as good as ours, but not as bad as the mass produced eggs.