Eggs…free range, organic, cage, non-cage,,,

What is it with eggs these days?  There are cage eggs and now non-cage eggs!  Is that because of a TV program that rumbled the ‘Free Range’ not really meaning ‘free- range?’  So they are not caged. But they are not free either.  Do they keep them under nets?  underground in caves?  In boxes?  The mind boggles.  How free-range is free range these days?  If its running around in your city courtyard does it make it free range because it doesnt have a separate ‘cage’ to your cage?  Does it have to have 1.333331/3 metres to qualify as free range or something?  And good old organic?  What does that mean in eggey terms? Due to the weed spraying around here all the free range chooks are not organic as there is a 20year release on the weed sprays in the ground. So we could perhaps have ‘non-caged; free-range; non-organic’ eggs. And to top it all off the other day when I bought supermarket eggs – there is one called ‘The Environmental Egg’ OMG – WTF is an environmental egg! Sorry for the language, but that just does my head in. I came in to buy some eggs for a cake and I have to do research before I can pick up a carton of googelies. What is the world coming to! I want to see a box of eggs with ‘Well loved, well cared for, well fed, HAPPY chook eggs’ written on it. I would buy it everytime. I dont actually get excited to see little smiley faced printed on eggs – who thought of that? I want the chooks to have the smiley faces and the eggs to have good vibes from their happy mums. Is that too much to ask? I guess you can tell that I buy my eggs from people with chooks usually, not from supermarkets.
We did keep chooks for a while when we moved here. My daughter wanted some. We did up the chicken house (yes, sorry for all those non-aussies a chook is a fowl, a chicken, a big bird of indeterminate colour and a rooster is a d@mn nuisance when you want to sleep in.) Back to the chooks. We didn’t have them free range as the kelpie (fast moving dog) took one look at them, his eyes lit up and you could see he thought ‘fast food’. But they had a large half covered, half netted enclosure. At one stage several of the little chickens turned into roosters on the same weekend – not nice, they fight to the death. Then the eggs stopped coming. It was costing more to feed the chooks than to buy eggs. Then the kids discovered a brown snake down there. Egg eaters they are. And mice eaters, of course the mice like chook food. I gave the chooks to someone else and bought the eggs from them lol. Brown snakes are deadly and since it was my daughters job to look after her chooks it didn’t seem like good mothering to keep them.
Well the reason I was in the supermarket is that I needed to buy another carton of eggs because the teenagers at the ‘Big Party’ ate so many of the Bush Eggs that I cooked that I needed to buy another dozen as my darling daughter was wanting to make cakes to take to school. I dont like cooking a lot – I only like cooking certain things, and rarely after a day at work when I have a cold. So luckily she has learned to cook (self defence in my house.)
Guess I need to tell everyone what Bush Eggs are.


 They are easy to cook on a barbeque, you can eat them one handed and they smell and taste good.   I first saw Bush Eggs being cooked on a bbq at a ski clothes and equipment sale.  Quick easy bacon and egg sandwich. 

So you fire up the bbq, use the solid side not the grill bit. 

Get a pile of bread, all buttered on one side.  Take a glass put it upside down on one piece of bread and rotate the glass until the big circle of buttered bread separates from the outside bit of bread. 

Throw the ‘outside’ bit of bread (ie the frame) butter side DOWN on the barbie.

Then crack an egg and drop it into the middle of the bread frame.

Add bacon bits on top of the egg, then add the bread circle butter side UP.

Wait for the egg to set enough then flip the whole thing over, the buttery bread helps stop it from sticking. 

When its cooked on both sides – runny or not according to taste.  Throw them on a plate and let people grab them – give them a serviette as they are usually very hot, and if the egg is runny they’ll need one anyway.

One of the kids at the party said his mother made them and called them ‘Toad in a Hole’ I’d always wondered what Toad in a Hole was – but another teenager said she preferred the Bush Eggs name – and it does sound a bit more Aussie doesn’t it?

If you don’t eat meat or just don’t eat bacon, or if you aren’t making a hundred of them and want to be a little more Gourmet then you can sprinkle on Italian herbs, a dab of garlic, or some cajun powder. 

The good thing about this sort of breakfast is that it smells great due to the bacon and you don’t have to call the kids in, they will just appear as the bush eggs are starting to get ready (especially the boys, and at 18 years old the girls won’t be far away from the boys.)

And if you want to know how the whole ‘Big Party in the Country’ went – highlights and lowlights of the evening will be appearing in The Teenage Factor on this blog, just as soon as I recover enough to revisit the night again – hop on over and have a laugh and get some tips about what you’d like to avoid on an 18th celebration.

Of course, if you don’t have brown or tiger snakes and would like your own Chicken Coop (otherwise known as a Chook House in Australia) here’s a video on how to Build Your Own. Click Here!   Even if you don’t want to build your own chicken coop/chook house I would recommend clicking the link to see the guy and his chicken at the top of the page – classic!

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