The library where I work gets regular donations of eggs from a patron who raises chickens. They're stored in the break room fridge. They're intended for any staff who want them; any employees are free to take the eggs home, but many of them don't. When I ask, my coworkers say it's because they already know people who raise chickens, or raise chickens themselves, and so don't really need the eggs. For the first year or two I was working at the library, I didn't bring eggs home, either. I live with my parents, and they were already buying eggs from the grocery store on a regular basis. But I kept note of the opportunity, in my back pocket.
Then the price of eggs went up this year, and I noticed the eggs were still piling up in the break-room fridge. So I brought up the Library Eggs to my mom. Ever since, I've brought home two dozen eggs every week.
It's funny. Because these eggs are free, rather than being bought with my family's funds, I feel more free to actually eat eggs, instead of leaving them all for my sister and dad under the feeling that "I would be stealing from them if I ate them." I haven't had fried eggs, really, since I stopped visiting my Grandmother's house on weekends, where she would make me eggs and pancakes every morning as a kid and teen. Last year, she died - and before that, was undergoing a decline from some form of dementia that started slow and accelerated as time passed. She hadn't been able to cook for herself for a while - and now, I'll never have her eggs ever again. So, I figured, it was time to learn some self-sufficiency. It was time to cook eggs for myself.
I keep screwing up - the first few times I did it perfectly, the pan unscathed and the whites and yolks in perfect platonic form. Then I got cocky, and now seem to end up not greasing the pan properly, or making mistakes as I flip the eggs over. Even though I end up making a mess, though, they still taste good. I cook three or four at a time. Not for breakfast - I don't have the time to spare in the mornings. For dinner or lunch when I've gotten home. I make some pancakes, too - using the same pancake mix brand my Granny fed me. The recipe on the box makes a whole batch of little pancakes, but my Dad taught me his adaptation for just making a single, thick pancake. Dirty dishes by the end? One pan (reused for eggs and pancake), one measuring cup (pancake mix, water), one spoon (mixing the pancake mix), one spatula, one plate, one fork.
I think a lot about "renewable" animal products - the kind you get without killing the animal. I love the taste of meat, I'll admit - but for so much of history, beef and pork and chicken were not everyday foods for the average person. I'm only able to enjoy them as much as I can due to relative luxury - and, honestly, a deeply fucked up system of industrialized modern agriculture. You sink so much into raising an entire animal for meat. Eggs, milk, honey. Fruit trees and berry bushes of the animal kingdom. We've built entire types of food that don't exist in nature off the backs of eggs, milk, and honey, mixed with our domesticated plants and yeasts. Cheese doesn't exist in nature. Cakes don't exist in nature.
My ideal farm sim doesn't really exist, because quite frankly Stardew Valley stops being a cozy pastoral fantasy once you're grinding for endgame rewards. I want to keep my farm a relatively small operation, chickens I pet every day, not create some kind of massive automated plantation where junimos harvest crops for me en masse and I create massive grids of monoculture crop space of the Single Most Profitable Crop as I grind towards the Golden Clock that I need to buy to achieve "perfection" to 100% the game. I hate "perfection" as a mechanic. I hate that the golden chicken is locked behind achieving "perfection", when one of my goals on literally every save file prior to it being introduced has been to acquire one of every variety of livestock.
I want an in-depth chicken simulator. Or a dairy animal (cow, goat, etc) simulator, or beehive simulator. I want a sim that's focused on managing the health and mood of a particular animal. A pet simulator with a side of profit, more than a business simulator. Use the money I acquire from selling their product to acquire better creature comforts for my animals, peruse a catalog of real breeds and landraces as potential future stock. Those eggs I get every week - the patron has chickens that carry the "easter egger" gene, introduced relatively recently to the hobby-chicken genepool from a Chilean strain, mixing greens and blues into the common browns and whites. They're exciting to bring home - nothing says it's not a grocery store egg like that. One of my coworkers mentioned that she used to have a hen who laid exceptionally blue eggs, robin-egg bright - then one night she forgot to shut the coop door, and a fox got the hen. I want to manage my animal's feed (or flowers, for bees) and genetics to influence the characteristics of their product. I want a game that asks me to pay attention to my animal's health condition in the same way that the 90's fishtank simulator Aquazone included real world fish diseases. I want to breed for particular colors. I want achievements for breeding healthy members of rare and endangered varieties of the specific domestic animal, like how Zoo Tycoon rewards me for conserving endangered species.
I don't think I can convince my family to keep chickens for real - managing just cats and a dog seems to be a handful enough for us. But I eat my eggs, I think about how they came from a chicken. An animal just as varied in personality and form as our mammalian pets, perhaps the most common domesticated avian on earth - unless that's the pigeon, long past its prime as a kept animal but omnipresent in its feral form. What a marvel of biotechnology, that we live in a world with chickens! We don't appreciate it enough. We take it for granted.
Pure subsidence farming is unpleasant and awful - romanticized mainly by those with enough distance to not truly remember it. But I wonder if more Americans are going to start supplementing their diets with locally-raised, home-raised, and neighbor-raised foods. After all, all our national food quality control is being dismantled at the same time that prices are raising. Will the FDA even meaningfully exist, by the end of the Trump administration?