Foster Farms

Good grief - What a quandry.... off to the right are Google Adsense ads. Most of these are topical and relevant to the blog and, based on keywords, pick off advertisers using their "keywords". So, I am fumbling around on the site and notice "Foster Farms". OK.. so a click on this tosses $.50 or so into the Le Coop booty... which I like, but man I hate the fact I cannot control it. I cannot block Foster Farms from appearing. While chicken is good eat'in and there is nothing wrong with a little chicken picatta with that wonderful lemon & wine with capers sauce dancing all over the pollo!!! slrrrrrrrrp..... I know, in good conscious these chickens are treated like food! Nevermind, bad analogy.... I know they are handled so poorly that it makes me want to only buy range fed birds and not accept monies from Foster Farm clickies. Although I am taking money from them versus paying them for their product which is good. Oh the confusion!!!

In the end, chicken is a great source of food, eggs and meat. How they are killed for meat is a question - but humane-killing seems like an oxy-moron. I just want to know the meat is great quality, that while the birds were strutting around they did so like Bo Derek and Dudley Moore greeted each other in "10". These makes me feel better.

Interesting fact - Jobs in the poutlry industry are the most awful descriptions anywhere. "Kill Technician"? I fainted reading it, hit my head woke up clucking...

Stamp Of Approval

So, I am looking for a way to make my eggs standout. Not in size or color or education... not in shiney new shoes or jewelry, but in nutrition. The basic egg is 90 days old before you get it. It is raised in miserable conditions, so unnatural, that the chicken doesn't even produce to its normal capacity, but to at best 80%. Then the egg producer needs to get more chickens to make up for the 20% loss and then crowding kicks in. I mean awful shanty-town crowding where the chickens don't even look like chickens anymore, but toothpick models made by kindergarteners.... creepy, weird looking chickens. They end up living FEMA housing, with no medical insurance no nothing and then when they are at the end of their egg laying years, their legs break, their feathers fall off and get pneumonia and die.

So my goal to to prove to the consumers that my, all of our backyard chicken, eggs are different. Higher in nutrition therefore better for you and all the while living like a film star...with feathers, like a boa... and a posse'.

Therefore my goal is to locate a food tester and have these eggs evaluated for nutrition and size. Then stamp on the egg the values. Approximate of course...

I will check with Chuck Norris if he is OK with his fist of fury approval on eggs.