How do you buy your eggs? The luckiest ones among you have chickens, and just take a stroll into your back yard to pick up your breakfast ingredients. While that worked for us for a while, we ended up rehoming our chickens because our rambunctious new dog Jack was stressing them out too much. I was sad to give up that part of my self-sufficiency dream for now, but I have found another wonderful way to get very free-range eggs. But it does take a little (literal) legwork.
I put a leash on Jack, grab some empty egg cartons, and take a walk. After one busy intersection, it’s all brick-lined walkways. I love this about England.
Ten minutes of enjoying the old architecture and peeking into gardens, and I am in for a lovely view.
I step into this little nook of herbs and potted shrubs, and take a moment.
Ah, yes. There’s the abbey. This view always makes me smile– how rare for an American to enjoy such a view near their own home!
Then we turn right, and we’re almost there.
We pass the “mini mart” on the right, but we’ll come back to that in a moment. Turn left at the dark grey door. And here we are!
These are the free range eggs I’m after, at the best price in town! Sometimes they are special– you pay a little more for larger eggs or green auracana eggs, and a little less for smaller or irregularly shaped eggs. Sometimes one green egg is placed into each little box, with a note about the breed of hen that lays these lovely eggs. All of it is so completely charming that I am happy to walk a mile to get them.
Once I have returned my empty cartons, collected my eggs and slipped my money through the mail slot, Jack and I backtrack a few doors to the “mini mart” on the corner.
How sweet is this little setup? Here, we buy raw honey, potatoes, apples, potted plants, and whatever interesting things I might find. Recently, I bought chestnuts, walnuts, quinces and medlars grown in the neighborhood. It is all extremely local, and donated to raise funds for charity. I love eating greens and goodies from other peoples’ back gardens. Not only is this community-strengthening and budget-friendly, but it’s an absolute pleasure.
So, I fill up my backpack with anything I can use, slip my money through the mail slot again, and it’s home again, home again, jiggety-jig. With more architecture and old-world vignettes along the way.
I never buy too many eggs at a time– why would I cheat myself out of another trip? Thanks for coming along with me this time!