Let me tell you a story.
A while back the BF was getting some work done on the house. Because of our hours, the crew would work for a few hours every night, once we had gotten home from work. I always went and picked us all up dinner and we would sit around and talk.
One night, not even sure what we were talking about, one of the guys mentioned he had a chicken. I immediately lit up and really got engaged in the conversation because I have always wanted a chicken. I have read about and talked to many people who have chickens of their own, all have mentioned how varying in personality their chickens are and how much they enjoy taking care of them because they are such a pleasure to own as pets. This man had similar accounts and opened up about his enjoyment of having the honor of taking care of them.
He is originally from Mexico and many years back was able to bring his Grandma to the United States. All she talked about when she first arrived was how much she missed having her chickens. He has a large yard, which is zoned for farm animals. As he tells it, he went out and bought these two chicks and was told that he had gotten a “couple of nice hens”. Of course, then they grew up. And, well, you can see why he was surprised.
Every night I would ask about the chickens. Every night I watched his face light up as he told me a story about the events of the day. There was never a doubt that he really loved these chickens.
They are five years old now. His grandma has since passed. He says it is his obligation to finish what was started for these chickens… that they were brought to his home for her, and she would want to make sure they are taken care of. And, I truly, from the deepest part of my heart, believe that they are; they have a large space to roam around in, tons of grass to pick at for good bugs and critters, warmth and protection at night, care and love from a man who can’t imagine anything of harm being done to them.
I know this may upset some of you. I am prepared for that. Because of this man, in some ways, my view has been shifted about eating eggs.
I do not want to, nor will I, support an industry that condones terrible conditions for the life of an animal for profit. I do not have much trust for an industry that can lobby for labeling laws, which is, in essence, a lie to the consumer. I would never be the kind of person that would purchase a carton of eggs from a grocery chain, no matter how much of a guarantee came from the supplier of the chickens happiness.
But, when this man came to me this week and asked me to make something special for him, and proceeded to hand me five perfect eggs… I obliged. The truth is I didn’t feel it was wrong. Not from this chicken. Not from this man.
I can’t imagine what the fallout might be from this posting. I took a while to decide to share this story. From the beginning of my veganism, it was well thought out, rational and logical decision based on many factors. Simply because of this confession, I am not saying this is a pathway to accepting the consumption of meat. I am not even saying that I am accepting the consumption of eggs. I am saying that I find it acceptable to consume these eggs.
My blog has always been a site where someone can pick a recipe and make it the way I made it, the vegan version, or by using products that come from an animal . I have every intention that this will remain the case.
The exception is this recipe.
- ½ lb cranberries
- 3/8 cup sugar
- 5 T room temperature butter
- ¼ cup sugar
- 2 (room temperature) egg yolks and 2 whole eggs
- ⅛ tsp salt
- 1½ tsp coconut vinegar
- Combine the cranberries and the 3/8 cup sugar into a saucepan over low heat. Stir until berries pop and release juices. Press through a fine mesh strainer, reserving liquid and discarding pulp.
- In a stainless steel bowl, cream butter. Add ¼ cup sugar and beat until light and fluffy. Add in the egg yolks and combine well. Add in the whole eggs, one at a time, allowing to fully combine after each addition. Add the remaining ingredients, stirring to combine.
- Start boiling water in a small saucepan. When it comes to a simmer, place the stainless steel bowl on top of it. Stirring constantly, heat the curd slowly, bringing the mixture to 166 degrees over 10 minutes. The mixture will get quite thick.
- The curd can be stored in the refrigerator for about a week or in the freezer for about a month