I've become very picky about the food I eat. It's not just the taste: it's the nutrition, the carbon footprint, supporting local economies. I want to be able to walk my talk and eat well, too.
Almost every weekend I visit my elderly mother and for the last couple of years or so I've been buying my eggs from a farm market on the way. Yesterday, when I picked up my eggs, the nice people who work there gave me the card of the person they get these wonderful eggs from so I could continue to get them throughout the Winter when they close.
When I got back home I sent her an email, so she would know that I was definately interested in continuing to get these culinary jewels. This morning she sent me a nice note and the picture here.
Another plus: the profits from the eggs go towards her daughter's college fund. I think I'll try to get her to raise the price. These eggs are worth it.
And don't these look like happy chickens?
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