(Ooh just cracked a store bought egg and there was a vein in it. At first glance, that seems eww, right? Naw. That’s a glowing review, right there. Yeah, I’m not going to eat that egg, but the meaning of it? Means that the “farm fresh” on that label is legit. A lot of the egg cartons tout “cage free” or “organic” which can still mean terrible living conditions for the birds (cage free can mean packed into a cement room barely able to move - but they aren’t technically caged, so they can claim it. And don’t get me started on their so-called organic). But a vein? This means a few things.
First, it means there’s a rooster with those hens. Now, in a cement room it’d be silly to have a roo. Outside? It makes a LOT of sense - the roosters protect their hens, so even big farms who free range want a few boys to protect their flocks. That’s also good for the mental health of the girls - the best thing in the world is to watch a rooster bring his favorite girl a treat or dance for her. The hen will walk up to him and chat and take dustbaths with him and it’s the cutest thing.
Secondly, it means the egg is healthy enough to sustain life. There’s a MASSIVE quality difference between regular store eggs and farm fresh eggs. Crack open one of each. One is flabby and pale and tasteless, lower in vitamins yet higher in cholesterol, because the girls are fed crap - sometimes literally - and never see the light of day. Also literally. A farm egg has the yolk standing up, bright in color, the white’s don’t go spreading as far.
Third, it means that the henhouse is set up in such a way that the girls can properly nest - to create this vein something had to warm it at a sustained temperature for probably a good three days, maybe four. That something was probably a sneaky hen trying to hide and brood some eggs. That means these chickens are happy enough to want babies, and aren’t just egg producing breeds - most of the store bought eggs are from breeds bred to lay so heavily that the maternal extinct has been bred out completely. You have to incubate the eggs yourself or find another breed to use to hatch them.
So that concludes my exciting (Dare I say eggciting, even?) rant about eggs that no one actually cares about, but I had to preach anyways because EGGS, man. Oh, and if you want to buy these eggs it’s the land-o-lakes “farm fresh” eggs and honestly they taste almost as good as the ones from my birds. Last year I didn’t eat eggs at all in the winter because I couldn’t find a store bought brand that was even close in flavor, and I’m spoiled on good eggs.)