All I wanted was a dozen eggs from the farmer’s market.
But then I saw they had both brown and blue eggs. “Oh well,” I thought. “I can always use a couple dozen eggs. Heck, I could probably go three and be just fine.”
The words, “…just fine” were still hanging in the air of my psyche when the farmer asked, “Have you ever tried turkey eggs?”
My eyes got a little wider, I glanced at my daughter who was standing beside me, grinned, then looked back at him. “Well, nooooo…do you have turkey eggs for sale?”
“Oh yeah,” he smiled. “We’ve got turkey eggs and duck eggs.”
He bent over and started looking around in the coolers below him before I could protest.
“Duck eggs? Are they weird? What do they TASTE like?” I was talking to myself in rapid-fire when he popped up with a half-carton of turkey eggs…with only five, beautiful, perfect, lightly brown speckled good size beauties nested in the cardboard.
“These are $3.00 a half-dozen, so you’ll have to do the math.” He placed a carton of duck eggs on the table as he was explaining to me that I was going to be calculating my own grocery tab. My son-in-law got out his phone, opened the calculator app and I breathed a sign of relief.
Well, we were set. Four different kinds of eggs with words of preparation from the farmer: “Have you ever eaten turkey or duck eggs before? [he waited for all of us to nod our heads “no”] Well, okay. Then I won’t tell you what to expect. I know what I think about the differences, but come back and let me know what YOU think.” I really liked that guy. If he only knew how impressionable I am, then he would understand how much he saved me from preconceived notions about these eggs.
About the time he finished his comments, an idea hit me. I decided right then and there that we needed to have a Brown, Blue, Duck and Turkey Egg Throwdown. My daughter volunteered to help judge, then so did my son-in-law. Okay, we were going to DO this!
But then I found quail eggs from another producer…so I bought them too.
I was loaded up with almost $20 worth of eggs and felt giddy. I thought of my friend’s phrase, “Yippee, skippy!” and my feet did a slight jig on the way to the car. My kiddos and I set the time for the throwdown, parted ways and headed to our separate destinations. When I got home, I opened all the cartons again, looked at the beautiful differences of the various varieties and smiled. I couldn’t wait until the following day!
But I did, and it finally got here.
So, what did we find out? Continue reading Fowl Thang: A Quail, Brown, Blue, Duck and Turkey Egg Throwdown