Apr
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EASTER EGGS
People think it’s fun to proclaim Easter traditions as silly and consumerist. And yes, that may be true to some extent, but don’t you dare say anything bad about Easter Eggs! They are genius! Throughout history, eggs have been used as a symbol of rebirth, and used in many Spring traditions throughout ancient history:
Ancient Persians painted eggs in celebration of Nowrooz, their New Years celebration, which falls on the Spring Equinox. There are sculptures on the walls of Persepolis, the ceremonial capital of the Persian Empire, depicting followers bringing eggs to the temple in celebration of the New Year.
Eggs dipped in saltwater are often the first item of food eaten during Passover Seder. Symbolic of rebirth, eggs are often served to mourners after a funeral, and are therefore used to symbolize the (non-human) sacrifices made at the Temple of Jerusalem during ancient Passover traditions.
Pre-Christian Saxons celebrated the goddess Eostre (sounds a lot like a certain holiday, eh?) with a feast on the Spring Equinox, which of course included eggs, symbolizing the rebirth of Spring. Oh, and wouldn’t you know it, the symbol of the goddess Eostre was the hare.
In Christianity, the egg is a symbol of the tomb of Jesus after his crucifixion. While appearing dormant on the outside, the hard shell of the egg represents the rock encasing the resurrected life inside. Orthodox Christian eggs are traditionally dyed red to represent the blood of Christ.
So you see, Easter Eggs make perfect sense! Maybe you might want to consider dying eggs this year. Not as a symbol of your religion, but as a celebration of humanity and the traditions that bring us together, which are more alike than we may realize. And then go buy some of those Reeses peanut butter eggs. Yum!
NOW TEACH ME SOMETHING I DON’T KNOW!
April 7th, 2009 at 8:22 am
No easter eggs for us this year since we’re leaving Sunday morning. Although I will be purchasing some amazing Cadburty mini-eggs. Mmmmmmm. Peanutbutter eggs? Gag.
Did you know that the Poison Dart Frog, though completely adorable http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2309/2123418706_c48a118323_o.jpg (if slightly pissod off looking) is the most poisonous animal EVER? You can extract enough poison from one of these little angels to kill 2200 people. They live in the rainforests of Central and South America and store poison their skin they synthesize from chemicals in the food they eat. Two micrograms of this poison (enough to fit on the head of a pin) will easily kill a human. So look but don’t touch and DON’T LICK IT!!!!
April 7th, 2009 at 8:25 am
It was an early trick of Christianity to take local non-Christian holidays like winter-solstice and spring-equinox and claim them for their own celebrations, thus Christmas and Easter got their spot on the calendar. I know Easter’s date is based on the lunar calendar, but it’s always right after the spring equinox. They learned that among other things from the Romans, who did not change religions in their newly conquered territories but just put a statue of the current emperor into the local’s pantheon. (Which led to trouble with those pesky monotheists…)
April 7th, 2009 at 8:28 am
Tam, but how will all those gay guys and little girls get their princes, if they can’t kiss the frogs?
April 7th, 2009 at 8:45 am
Long time no see Bernd! Welcome back!
Tam: Aw, come on. All the cool kids are doing toad.
April 7th, 2009 at 8:46 am
Bernd: Good too see you. I missed you. Ummm, well, I suppose these guys might appeal to some of the gay crowd, what with the flamboyant colors. But really, we all know the pretty boys are trouble. Stick to the boy next door (simple tree frog or green frog) and you’ll have a much greater chance at happy ever after (especially the not dying part). Toads however might be a pass though, warts are never attractive no matter the level of royalty involved.
April 7th, 2009 at 8:59 am
The slang term “toad” orginates not from the amphibian as most would suspect, but from a centuries-old tradition of the now-extinct Toa tribe in central Turkey. The duret — or tribal leader — after marrying a man and woman would have sex with each (separately) on the first full moon of their new marriage. This was considered as a blessing and goodwill toward their gods. Through the centuries, tradition was slowly altered and eventually the duret simply slept with both parties together on their wedding night, regardless of the lunar phase.
Now, of course, “toading” is when a bridesmaid and/or groomsman is invited into the honeymoon bed by a newly married couple.
So now you know.
April 7th, 2009 at 9:12 am
bernd: Awesome to have you back!
Tam: Warts are hot.
(not really)
April 7th, 2009 at 9:35 am
Yum! I love Reese’s Eggs, they are the best! I’ve already gone through 3 packages of them this Spring. I’m also addicted to Little Debbie Easter Puffs, they are amazing! Happy Easter
April 7th, 2009 at 9:40 am
Nicole: I’ve gone through two and a half packages of those damn Reese’s Eggs! I’ll need to jog those off or it won’t bode well for my Equus debut.
April 7th, 2009 at 9:43 am
Oh, and just as an observation: Only on Puntabulous will there be sex dolls one day and Easter the next.
April 7th, 2009 at 9:46 am
Tam: “So look but don’t touch and DON’T LICK IT!!!!”
If I gah a nickle for every time I’ve hear that……
April 7th, 2009 at 9:47 am
had
April 7th, 2009 at 9:48 am
keyboard issues
April 7th, 2009 at 9:55 am
I was always more of a fan of the sickly gooey sweetness of Cadburry Eggs
April 7th, 2009 at 10:03 am
“I’ll need to jog those off or it won’t bode well for my Equus debut.”
I think that’s the sound of an angel getting its wings. Or a million Puntabulous readers (read: Dave S. admirers who tolerate Craig’s nonsense) squealing.
April 7th, 2009 at 10:03 am
Mark: LOL “Keyboard”…is that the euphemism they’re using nowadays?
April 7th, 2009 at 10:20 am
Craig: Don’t worry — I’m not Allan, I’m just a horse.
April 7th, 2009 at 10:31 am
I read recently that the use of eggs at Easter was also a result of a combination of economics and chicken biology. Before we did some animal husbandry magic, chickens were sensible and only laid eggs in spring. This caused eggs to be cheap, abundant, and fresh around Easter time.
April 7th, 2009 at 10:40 am
Dave S.: I would fly out there to see the show if you were playing Allan. Are you Nugget? We still want photos.
April 7th, 2009 at 10:45 am
David: No, I’m not Nugget.
I won’t be wearing much — a stylized horse head and what amounts to a leather g-string. 
Not excited about the g-string.
April 7th, 2009 at 10:46 am
Mark: You are too funny.
Ryan: But what happened to the colored chickens that laid colored eggs. Did we breed those out of existence? Nothing screams delicious like a purple egg with pink polka dots.
April 7th, 2009 at 10:47 am
And I can’t believe people eat that Reese crap. Why couldn’t ET like M&Ms? Peanut butter should be out lawed. Even peanut butter cookies. The smell alone makes me want to yak.
April 7th, 2009 at 10:53 am
Tam: Whaaaatt?!? Peanut butter is the food of the gods! It’s awesome! And I may or may not rub it all over myself and let puppies lick it off.
April 7th, 2009 at 10:54 am
Sorry — too much coffee this morning. :-/
…channeling Craig there for a sec with the ‘may or may not’…
April 7th, 2009 at 10:59 am
Oh, and I totally made up that toading thing.
I don’t even know what toading would be…
April 7th, 2009 at 11:00 am
Dave: The puppies can have it. You don’t WANT to know how long that jar of peanut butter has been sitting in my cupboard. Since the last time my parents visited probably.
I’m on my third cup of coffee. I should start spontaneously vibrating soon. I never drink this much coffee.
April 7th, 2009 at 11:12 am
Arthur Fonzarelli, aka Fonzie or The Fonz, had a middle name. Herbert.
April 7th, 2009 at 11:34 am
And we can blame that same Happy Days character for the term “jumped the shark.” It was when Fonzie jumped a shark on water skis that’s considered the point where the series began to go too far to catch viewers’ attention and marked the downslide in the quality of the series. It’s now the slang term (of course) for when any series has served its usefulness and begins to creatively slide downhill.
April 7th, 2009 at 11:35 am
And that’s actually a true one.
April 7th, 2009 at 11:35 am
I didn’t mention a thing about toads.
April 7th, 2009 at 11:42 am
Jumped the shark example:
Dave S jumps the shark daily with his third comment
April 7th, 2009 at 11:51 am
Tam: “the puppies can have it”. Does that mean I can have your lick.
April 7th, 2009 at 11:59 am
Taking this back to Reese’s PB cups (seriously Tam??? No peanut butter??? But….what else would you put on a banana sandwich?), the originator of the PB cup is Harry Burnett Reese, who worked in the dairy of Milton S. Hershey — founder of Hershey’s.
April 7th, 2009 at 11:59 am
Jonah attempts to jump the shark, misses, and lands in its gaping, razor-toothed maw where he’s mangled into a bloody mass of…of…
Oh, damn it, I just can’t do that to you, Jonah. I mean, what’s a hero without his always-losing nemesis?
April 7th, 2009 at 12:02 pm
And Reese’s is pronounced “Rees-us”, not “Rees-ees”.
April 7th, 2009 at 12:05 pm
Dave S.: If the writers of Happy Days had taken that course, the episode would have been remembered for completely different things.
April 7th, 2009 at 12:06 pm
Hey Dave S. Good luck with your debut
I just spotted Bliss Chocolate Easter Eggs at the store, and that means there is another Easter Candy that I think I need!
April 7th, 2009 at 12:09 pm
Mark: I always share with my friends. Lick away.
Heather: Okay, the whole backstory, when I was about two or three my uncle gave me this freaking humungous spoonful of peanut butter and I gagged on it. To this day, even the smell will sometimes trigger a gag reflex. I’m to the point where I can make my daughter a PB&J sandwich but that’s about it. I like peanuts though, just not once they are ground up including peanut sauce in Asian cooking, peanut butter cookies, Reeses (pronounced properly) products, peanut butter in ice-cream flavors, etc.
Due to my aversion, my daughter really could care less about peanut butter because she so rarely had it growing up and 95% of schools up here in Canada are peanut free due to allergies so she could never take it to school anyway.
April 7th, 2009 at 12:29 pm
Dave S: Hearing people say Ree-see cup is almost as irritating to me as hearing people say Nu-Cue-ler instead of Nu-cle-ar. I can’t tell you how many times I have screamed at the TV over that one.
April 7th, 2009 at 12:34 pm
Or “Wal-Mark”, Really!…the T is that hard to pronounce????
April 7th, 2009 at 12:35 pm
Tam, that’s so sad. I guess I won’t be sending you buckeyes for Christmas. [Buckeyes are chocolate covered peanut butter balls.]
Shouldn’t Ree-sees be the plural of Ree-sus?
April 7th, 2009 at 12:47 pm
Xi_Heather: No, for the same reason feces isn’t the plural of “fecus”, (a homophobic term). But that reminds me, I also hate the Joneszes and the Daviszes.
April 7th, 2009 at 12:48 pm
OK, not the Daviszes, but you get my point
April 7th, 2009 at 12:49 pm
But it works for Davies.
I’ll shut up now.
April 7th, 2009 at 12:54 pm
Mmmmm…. Reeses….
April 7th, 2009 at 1:02 pm
Heather: Sorry, no buckeyes. But generally anything else chocolate works for me.
Mark: But can I axe you a question? ARGGGHHH!
April 7th, 2009 at 1:02 pm
Cadbury caramel eggs are the next best thing to sex. Just sayin’…
Dave S., I’ve seen you in little more than a g-string (and got multiple photos to prove it), adn you got nothing to worry about. The horsehead thing…that would bother me more.
Oh, and to the topic at hand:eggs. I had an egg recently with two yokes in it. I felt kinda bad eating it, cause the eggs coulda been twins…but then I realized there’s enough chickens in the world and chowed down.
HUGS…
April 7th, 2009 at 1:03 pm
Tam: Mama Polt makes outSTANDing buckeyes…just ask Dave S. and his kids.
HUGS…
April 7th, 2009 at 1:06 pm
Uh oh Tam. I say “axe” instead of “ask”.
When I got to college, my upstate friends met a friend of mine from high school and asked her to say “ask”. When she said it properly they said they thought it might be a Long Island thing. My friend promptly said no, it was a Craig thing.
April 7th, 2009 at 1:12 pm
Craig: Then I guess someone who kills interrogators would be an ask murderer…
April 7th, 2009 at 1:13 pm
I concur wholeheartedly… Mama Polt is an outstanding buckeye maker.
April 7th, 2009 at 1:14 pm
I <3 Mama Polt
April 7th, 2009 at 1:15 pm
::snicker:: that <3 looks like something comepletely different than a heart…
April 7th, 2009 at 1:15 pm
Craig: Practice before I get there. Task, ask, task, ask.
I thought it was an urban black youth thing. Are you hanging out with a gang?
Polt: I’m sure they are lovely, your Mama’s buckeyes, but I would hate to wretch in front of the poor woman while I tried to eat one to be polite.
April 7th, 2009 at 1:23 pm
Dave S: I’m glad you answered my question about the <3, I was going to axe you if you had lost your mind.
Tam: Have you ever tried Virgina gourmet peanuts? They are the large ones that are fried in peanut oil and look like they have little blisters all over them. They don’t taste anything like the puny GA peanuts that you get in p-nut butter or those little bags.
April 7th, 2009 at 1:27 pm
Mark: Virgina? Seriously?
April 7th, 2009 at 1:29 pm
I’ve never seen a single one having sex, I swear!
April 7th, 2009 at 1:31 pm
Damn wireless keyboard!
April 7th, 2009 at 1:32 pm
Here’s a fun fact:
Just because you’re the 17th person on line out of 2,000 for a Jeopardy audition doesn’t mean you’ll make it onto the show. Overeagerness is not a category.
April 7th, 2009 at 1:32 pm
Mark: Never had the occassion. My uncle (the same one who made me gag) tried growing peanuts one year. I don’t think it worked, too short of a season up here. I’ll keep an eye out for Virginia peanuts, but might have to go to Virginia to find them. We have Planters up here though? Go Mr. Peanut.
April 7th, 2009 at 1:36 pm
<3 looks like <3 when it gets emailed.
April 7th, 2009 at 1:38 pm
Tam: The bad part is that Planters peanuts was founded near here, in Suffolk VA. The local hospital is named after Amedeo Obici, the founder of Planters. Yet they only use puny GA style peanuts in their products. But thats because the large VA/NC peanuts are reserved for gourmet purposes.
Oh God, I sound like I’m working for th Chamber of Commerce.
April 7th, 2009 at 1:43 pm
Mark: I had my day to promote Canadian Beef (that was a TMST as well), today is Virginia Peanut day.
I saw the Alton Brown show on Food Network where he talked about different types of peanuts, but up here we get only one kind and I have no idea what they are. Probably Georgia, I think they are pretty small.
And what the heck kind of name is Amedeo Obici? Did he wear a monocle and top hat?
April 7th, 2009 at 1:51 pm
Tam: LOL, no he was from Italy. And actually the hospital was named after his wife Louise. Their remains are interred in the garden of the hospital.
Hey, it is TMST, so I’m not just rambling!
April 7th, 2009 at 1:54 pm
At the Hayden tenement pickled eggs are preferred over easter eggs. Anyone else like them or even know about them?
April 7th, 2009 at 2:02 pm
Hayden: I’ve never actually had a pickled egg, but they are very popular in bars in Western Canada. Its kind of a cliche to have a gigantic jar of pickled eggs sit on the bar. I’ve heard the side effects are kind of nasty.
April 7th, 2009 at 2:04 pm
Tam: they are soooo good with beer…..
April 7th, 2009 at 2:13 pm
Mark, I’m not sure I’d place a lot of confidence in a hospital that had a cemetery attached.
April 7th, 2009 at 2:25 pm
I LOVE Cadbury Cream eggs! They are available in Europe all year long, but are usually on available in the US around Easter. I used to have my English cousins bring some over on their visits.
Craig: Do you also say “So I sez…”, when recounting a story. I think I speak mostly normaly, however my southern boss acuses my of throwing a W in the middle of “coffee”, and ending “gas” with a Z.
April 7th, 2009 at 2:27 pm
Heather: Now that I think about it; There has been one or two people who have died at that hospital. Maybe even three! Don’t know where they are buried though. I’ll do some digging!
April 7th, 2009 at 2:30 pm
Chris D.: Fugetabowtit!
April 7th, 2009 at 2:32 pm
I can’t eat cream eggs (ready for more of my weird food issues?). I hate runny egg yolk and the yellow stuff in the middle of a cream egg reminds me of that, so it makes me gag again. Sigh. I seem to have an active gag reflex don’t I?
While we’re at it, ice-cream that has been half-melted and stirred up in a bowl? That REALLY gets me, just thinking about it makes me feel queezy.
April 7th, 2009 at 2:38 pm
Tam: The engagement is off. I Love eggs with runny yolks on toast. You use the extra toast to swipe up the yolk from your plate.
And I “always” stir up my ice cream until its like soft serve, then eat it.
But at least now when you come to visit I won’t have to axe you how you like yor eggs.
April 7th, 2009 at 2:41 pm
Mark: Scrambled, scrambled always works. I’m sorry we can’t work out our differences. I hope you find another straight girl to share your BF with and you will be very happy together. *sniff* *sniff*
April 7th, 2009 at 2:56 pm
Mark & Tam: “Like sands through the hourglass…”
April 7th, 2009 at 3:17 pm
I hate pickled eggs, although they’re a big thing around here. And if we’re talking about dialects, here it’s big to say “You-ins” like “You-ins all like pickled eggs, right?” HATE that….
HUGS…
April 7th, 2009 at 3:18 pm
<3 is a heart????? Good GOD, I always thought it meant like you were kissing the object of the <3! Which IS kinda like a heart, but not really.
Man, this really IS a Teach ME Something Tuesday!
HUGS…
April 7th, 2009 at 3:19 pm
A friend of mine recently made pickled eggs and shared them with me. I have to say, they were a lot better than I was expecting! Though I shouldn’t have been so surprised. Pickles? Hard boiled eggs? What’s not to love?
April 7th, 2009 at 3:29 pm
I think I’m afraid to try pickled eggs. Not sure why. I like hard boiled eggs, I like pickles. Maybe someday, when I’m back in a hick bar in Western Canada. Oh wait, that means never. Guess I’ll have to go visit Hayden then.
Polt: This is what you type when someone breaks your heart </3 See, its been sliced. Learned that from my 13 year old. Drama queen.
April 7th, 2009 at 4:00 pm
Tam: My eyes saw “Drama queen”, my subconscious said “Dancing queen”, and my conscious memory conjured up Frank Zappa’s “Dancin’ fool”.
Which is how I’ve ended up sitting in my office, singing “I’m a…drama queen-ee-eee-ee-eeen, I’m a … drama queee-eee-eeen-ee-een. I may be totally wrong but I’m a queen!”
Why yes, that IS way too much information.
April 7th, 2009 at 4:01 pm
“Tweet: Craig really needs to start exercising. His pants are suffocating him.”
That sounds like either a cheezy opening line to an adult film, or the premise of a wickedly awesome Clive Barker novella.
April 7th, 2009 at 4:11 pm
Jelly Beans originated as a smaller form of Turkish Delight and first became popular during the American Civil War. They became associated with Easter in the 1930s.
Corresponding with the release of the film Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Jelly Belly released an assortment of Bertie Bott’s Beans. They have egg yolk flavored beans and pickle flavored beans, which I suppose could be combined to make pickled egg flavored beans. Or you could just eat a vomit bean, which probably tastes similar.
April 7th, 2009 at 4:18 pm
2pi: i love clive barker
April 7th, 2009 at 4:21 pm
Craigger’s pants are so lucky. (but I wonder…are there mesh shorts underneath?) *snicker*
HUGS…
April 7th, 2009 at 4:28 pm
There is nothing between me and Craig. He goes commando.
April 7th, 2009 at 4:59 pm
Michelle: Too funny on the pickled egg comment.
Have you ever had real Turkish Delight from turkey. ACK!!! Jelly beans are waaaay better. (Except for those weird flavors.)
April 7th, 2009 at 5:00 pm
Shoot , that should have been a second capitalized turkey, not made from turkey (gobble gobble) but from the country. Candy made from turkeys? I don’t think so.
April 7th, 2009 at 5:31 pm
I want to walk down the aisle to David Bowie’s “Modern Love”
*nods to himself*
April 7th, 2009 at 5:48 pm
Tam – some candy is made with gelatin (horses hooves/connective tissue – yum), so maybe turkey candy isn’t so far fetched.
GoKitty – Great song.
Where’s john?
April 7th, 2009 at 7:01 pm
I’m not allowed to surf the internets at work anymore, which let’s me onto puntabulous only in the evening, when y’alls are all commented out. So I just read the daily thread and long for the good old days.
April 7th, 2009 at 7:26 pm
bernd – been there. I feel your pain.
Every so often Craig posts at night (which is lovely for us night owls). Night posts are awesome. Hint, hint.
April 7th, 2009 at 7:27 pm
Oh – and there’s always the Argyle Lounge. Which is mysteriously underutilized…
April 7th, 2009 at 7:48 pm
Bernd: That is sad.
We miss you lots.
April 7th, 2009 at 7:59 pm
Polt: is my version of a heart because it has an “E” in it. You probably never understood when I did that at the end of comments/posts…
April 7th, 2009 at 8:00 pm
There were two discrete Hittite Empires. The one mentioned in the Bible was the smaller one. The other one defeated the three major empires of its time (Babylonia, Assyria and Egypt), but within three hundred years had collapsed and was virtually erased from history. Its capital, Hattusa, was in modern-day Turkey and it used an Indo-European language: their word for ‘water’ was ‘awa-ta-ur’ – one of the oldest recorded citations of a (phonetically) modern English word.
April 7th, 2009 at 8:10 pm
I’m feeling kind of OCD about making this thread reach 100.
I love how Sven’s post brings up Turkey which leads to Turkish delight, which ties into jelly beans which brings us back to eggs and Easter and the original post. Well done.
April 7th, 2009 at 8:19 pm
Enrickyricardo: I don’t understand much of what you write, but you’re just so damn adorable, I pretend I do and just go with the flow. Now, Richard Parker and I, we understand each other as if we read each other’s minds! And he’s like more lettuce, by the way, he’s hungry.
HUGS…
April 7th, 2009 at 8:20 pm
I’m always disappointed by Easter in the US, in Germany it’s always a 4 day weekend. Good Friday and Easter monday are national Holidays, but here, if you didn’t know it was Easter…, mope.
I can’t stand peanut-butter candy. But ‘natural’ peanut-butter, just made from peanuts and salt is great on a PB-J sandwich, and so healthy.
Xi-Heather, you asked what you’d put on a Banana sandwich instead of PB? Nutella of course. http://www.nutellausa.com/ That’s what German kids grow up with, swoon.
April 7th, 2009 at 8:27 pm
Bernd: Its a four day weekend for me. In Canada Friday is a national holiday and Monday is usually just banks, schools and government, retail is open on the Monday. I always look forward to a 4 day weekend. I’m off all next week next week and we are heading south of the border. So I have a super long weekend.
Nutella. MMMMMMMMM! I buy way more Nutella than peanut butter. We use a lot of that. Nutella on toast. But no banana, just straight up.
April 7th, 2009 at 8:53 pm
Post 100 for the win!!!!!
On an Easter theme, when I was about 6 I got this wonderful foil covered rabbit that was kind of air brushed to look like a real rabbit. I refused to rip the foil to eat it. That rabbit sat in the fridge for nearly a year until my Grandmother finally chucked it. Talk about indulgence to let a kid keep a chocolate rabbit in the fridge for a year. I was even odd as a child. Sigh. (Which I’m sure surprises no one.)
April 8th, 2009 at 7:12 am
No days off for me.
April 8th, 2009 at 7:12 am
Oh, and Nutella is disgusting.
April 8th, 2009 at 8:23 am
Hayden: I’ve been re-immersing myself in his writing; I especially like the Books of Blood as bedtime reading. (Well, except for the nightmares. Sigh.) His way with language is superb.
April 8th, 2009 at 8:39 am
2pi: I have gone back to Clive recently as well. Still catching up on things I haven’t read but can’t wait to go back to Books of Blood, and time to watch the Hellraiser movies again….
April 8th, 2009 at 8:40 am
Nutella disgusting? I have nothing but awe for the people who managed to turn chocolate into a Lunch Spread.
April 8th, 2009 at 8:44 am
It’s not the chocolate that bothers me, it’s the hazelnut. Bleck!
April 8th, 2009 at 10:01 am
When I was 16 I was on a band tour in Europe (marching band, not rock band) and we stayed with a family in the Netherlands. I thought I’d died and gone to heaven when for breakfast they served those chocolate sprinkles you put on cup cakes for your toast. So butter up some toast and cover with chocolate sprinkles. That was before Nutella or products like that had hit my little rural corner of Canada.
April 8th, 2009 at 10:42 am
Nutella is yummy.
I don’t get any days off either.
April 8th, 2009 at 1:05 pm
Apparently, we got year-round fresh eggs not through animal husbandry but through the light bulb. Chicken biology doesn’t distinguish between artificial and natural light.
April 8th, 2009 at 7:41 pm
Ryan: Your just a font of chicken husbandry fact. That must get you a lot of dates.
April 8th, 2009 at 8:05 pm
Tam: I just read the Freakonomics blog.
April 8th, 2009 at 8:44 pm
Both sets of grandparents raised chickens on their dairy farms, but I had little first hand experience with that. They had mostly phased it out by the time I came around.
April 8th, 2009 at 10:05 pm
I grew up on a farm and have plucked more than my share of chickens but no way in hell was I putting my hand inside. Haven’t thought of that memory in a long time. Way to go Ryan. LOL