Monday, 24 November 2008

Please welcome to the stage...

A full two months ago I introduced you to Marx and Eggels, the two most revolutionary chicks this side of Cuba. We bought these two hens when they were a mere 15 weeks old and since then they’ve done little but stalk around the garden and eat raisins. They’ve certainly not been earning their keep by laying any eggs.



Not a single one.

It became something of a running joke: perhaps in the revolutionary spirit they downed tools in some passive act of insurrection. ‘We shall lay no eggs until the demands of the proletariat have been met. Death to the bourgeoisie!’ We even toyed with the idea of getting another chicken to try to placate them. She would have been called Henin.

We tried putting a ping-pong ball in their nest box in the vague hope that something resembling an egg might trigger a hitherto dormant desire to lay. This failed too – they merely kicked it out of their little house and proceeded to kick it around their run and peck it into oblivion. We’d even started discussing the possibility of maybe, maybe having one or both of them for Sunday lunch, but I’m still not sure whether the notion was ever a serious one.

And now it doesn’t matter because this morning there was something warm and distinctly egg shaped sat atop the straw.

So without further ado, I am delighted to be able to introduce you to Sheldon, our very first egg and currently the most expensive ova I have ever had the pleasure to hold – I think, when you factor in the cost of their house, the chickens themselves and the copious amounts of food they nom through, this single egg is worth more than Sevruga caviar.



But it is worth every penny because this is the first and I dare say it will make the smallest, tastiest omelette ever created.

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7 comments:

Sweet Bird said...

Ooh! I'm so jealous - I've wanted chickens of my own for eons!

James said...

Congrats! I probably would have lost patience and eaten them both for dinner.

Hopie said...

Hehehe. Worth more, even, than a golden egg? You'll have to re-write the fairytale, although "the chicken that laid...an egg" is maybe not a very promising story ;-) Congratulations and hopefully this is the first of many!

Alex Rushmer said...

Sweet Bird - thanks, you should get some, they'd don't take up too much room.

James - Thank you, I think we were getting pretty close...

Hopie - I'm not sure it is as exciting as a golden egg but hey, it's a lot tastier! Thanks

Cynthia said...

lol this is certainly well-worth the effort! brings a whole new appreciation to food as well. :)

Alex Rushmer said...

Cynthia - It really does, feeling that proximity and connection offers a whole new level of appreciation

Scott said...

We got chickens too! We just ate a carbonara make with egg #6 and #7. So far only one of the bird is laying, the others are just pooping. Our eggs too are more expensive than caviar.