Every now and then, a former neighbor used to pick up fresh eggs for the rest of us from a local "keeper of hens" (and the former neighbor made a great Irish soda Bread too, but I digress).
Many of us LOVED using these eggs in baking certain recipes---the super-freshness of the product was a game-changer. For some things, the added price-point was nominal all things considered and worth it.
And we have to be honest: we love coming across a home with a well-kept henhouse, the local bird-flu hysteria notwithstanding (see a true beauty here). There's a nostalgic charm that defies description--a happy middle ground between the rural and the urban.
The new Croton.News site has a wonderful article on the subject---WHEN EVERY CROTON YARD KEPT CHICKENS. (Yes, yes, we know it's AI-driven, quit your kvetching or I'll pull out the delete key). SEE IT AT
When every Croton yard kept chickens — Croton-on-Hudson, NY
AND THEN OF COURSE, THERE'S THIS SIDE OF THE DEBATE Is the Fowl Ban Foul? — Croton-on-Hudson, NY
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