This happened to me. My mother raises hens so when there were big egg shortages, we got some from her. The yolks were so rich that their color was practically orange and they would stain anything they got on. I’ve never had eggs so delicious and flavorful, plus anything I baked with them came out so rich and delicious. They really were almost overpowering and a little disconcerting to get used to. I’m amazed how bad even the best store bought eggs are now.
This was my exact experience as well! One benefit of a relatively small town is a lot of people have free range hens and you can get some really tasty eggs
In the country they dine on fresh eggs from the hen-house, fresh tomatoes from the garden, fresh venison and foraged mushrooms. The food they eat is usually better tasting and better quality than the food billionaires eat.
My partner grew up in the mountains, and that’s very much how they ate. Home-grown, canned and cooked basically everything above flour. The kids got taught what they could wild forage themselves, and what to bring back to ask about.
Now, they were so cash poor as to have to rub two pennies together to make three, but that’s a whole different point of conversation
Wasn’t that long ago, but damned if they ain’t making it harder to do. Every cheap plot of land I’ve looked at has such stringent use restrictions it’s basically having an invasive landlord with more steps. Homesteading is dead, at least in places i’d consider it.
Not to romanticize it too much. It sucked so bad my partner’s mom responded to a trip idea with “what? Fuck no! We lived in a tent for a year, why the fuck would I want to go camping?”
We still are never allowed to ‘just go live in the woods’ lol
You’d be surprised but this is indeed a thing. Caretakers of billionaire houses are in such situations if there is a trust factor and feeling of family between them. It’s not about the eggs specifically of course, but these kind of things exist.
I grew up in the country, while all of that did happen… it wasn’t like every meal was that. Eggs depended on how many eggs the dozen or so chickens laid recently, most chickens don’t lay industrial quantities… tomatoes only in mid/late summer when the garden is fruiting. deer only after deer season, even with my dad and I tagging out each year that isn’t enough deer for every meal to be deer meat (venison lol we don’t call it that). We mushroom hunted (foraging lol) every once in a while but again, wild pecker-heads aren’t prevalent enough for any population to eat regularly
This happened to me. My mother raises hens so when there were big egg shortages, we got some from her. The yolks were so rich that their color was practically orange and they would stain anything they got on. I’ve never had eggs so delicious and flavorful, plus anything I baked with them came out so rich and delicious. They really were almost overpowering and a little disconcerting to get used to. I’m amazed how bad even the best store bought eggs are now.
This was my exact experience as well! One benefit of a relatively small town is a lot of people have free range hens and you can get some really tasty eggs
Find pasture-raised eggs at your grocery store. Added bugs to the diet helps with the rich yolks.
I always like those eggs for poaching, because they stay together better and taste better.
In the country they dine on fresh eggs from the hen-house, fresh tomatoes from the garden, fresh venison and foraged mushrooms. The food they eat is usually better tasting and better quality than the food billionaires eat.
Most people I know who live in the country eat hot dogs and kraft mac and cheese they bought from Walmart
I’m from the country and while your words are nice they’re not factual in the least.
My partner grew up in the mountains, and that’s very much how they ate. Home-grown, canned and cooked basically everything above flour. The kids got taught what they could wild forage themselves, and what to bring back to ask about.
Now, they were so cash poor as to have to rub two pennies together to make three, but that’s a whole different point of conversation
Yeah that’s how my mom grew up 70 years ago in Appalachia, those days are long gone.
The other comment about hotdogs and mac & cheese is much more accurate to the 21st century IME.
Wasn’t that long ago, but damned if they ain’t making it harder to do. Every cheap plot of land I’ve looked at has such stringent use restrictions it’s basically having an invasive landlord with more steps. Homesteading is dead, at least in places i’d consider it.
Not to romanticize it too much. It sucked so bad my partner’s mom responded to a trip idea with “what? Fuck no! We lived in a tent for a year, why the fuck would I want to go camping?”
We still are never allowed to ‘just go live in the woods’ lol
do you think i could get a billionaire to buy me a lil cottage on their property where i could grow chickens and share them with him
Sounds a bit like feudalism.
You’d be surprised but this is indeed a thing. Caretakers of billionaire houses are in such situations if there is a trust factor and feeling of family between them. It’s not about the eggs specifically of course, but these kind of things exist.
Dude That would be amazing
This is just being a serf.
Lmao, relax Thoreau
I grew up in the country, while all of that did happen… it wasn’t like every meal was that. Eggs depended on how many eggs the dozen or so chickens laid recently, most chickens don’t lay industrial quantities… tomatoes only in mid/late summer when the garden is fruiting. deer only after deer season, even with my dad and I tagging out each year that isn’t enough deer for every meal to be deer meat (venison lol we don’t call it that). We mushroom hunted (foraging lol) every once in a while but again, wild pecker-heads aren’t prevalent enough for any population to eat regularly