Maybe it’s time to stop incubating and start pickling
Asking the local game farmer for some advice on the mystery madness which has knocked my grey partridge chick off its feet, I discovered some interesting information. I was also generously given several trays of damaged, misshapen and unusual pheasant eggs which failed the entry assessment to the incubator.
Two hours later, I now have over one hundred and fifty pickled pheasant eggs. I love pickled eggs, and a big part of me is starting to think that, given my consistent bad luck with hatching off gamebirds this summer, I might be better suited to a life in the catering trade.
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Well think you need to set up either brewery or a distillery on the Chayne and WE will be set up lol
pheasant eggs are good baiting traps…but then again I dont like pickled eggs.