Wednesday, March 02, 2016

Mom's Machine ~~ Warm Heart Wednesday No. 016

Gadgets of many kinds warm my heart, but especially so when I am thinking about one of Mom's.  This week I have been admiring my mother's egg scale, used for sizing eggs.  When buying eggs, you choose by grade and size.  Typically, we ordinary purchase Grade A or AA (by grade) Large (size, determined by weight).
 Original farm house,
it was a chicken house ever since
I knew (+++ years  ago)

When I was growing up I lived on a farm (link).  We grew crops, corn and oats, and fed the harvest to animals from which we sold their produce, eggs and cream, or the animals themselves, cattle, hogs, and chickens.

The chicken end was pretty much Mom's, the feeding and growing and the care of the eggs that the hens would lay.  Saturday night found her cleaning the eggs that were produced for the week.  Often I would 'help' her as it was a good time to have Mom just for myself. 


She didn't have to grade and size her eggs, but this scale would take care of the sizing if she were to sell to an individual or a retailer.  Most times we took the eggs to a produce house. 

The chart is from Southern States Cooperative; How to grade and size eggs

The chart above is hard to read but it say that eggs are not sized individually, but rather sized by the combined weight of one dozen eggs. That explains that each of the packages, from Kroger and from Trader Joe's each contained a few eggs weighing less than 24 ounces.

Oh yes, Mom was also in charge of our large vegetable garden, always having a row or two of pretty flowers.  My sister and I liked to help her there, I loved to eat raw vegetables, radishes, tomatoes, strawberries, melons, and potatoes were my favorites 'off the vine.'
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Comments:
Hello, it seems people are growing their own veggies, they can be sure they are free of pesticides. HUbby and I talk about having some chickens here for our eggs, I can see him now trying to take an egg from a hen. Have a happy day!
 
We raised most of our food when I was growing up. We lived on a dairy farm and had beef, pigs and chickens. Mom also had a huge garden and she spent a lot of time canning in the summer months for food for the winter months. It was a way of life. We didn't have eggs though. One of the few things we bought at the store.

Have a fabulous day. ☺
 
What a delightful post and lots of warm memories I bet ~

Happy Week to you ~ ^_^
 
I've often wondered how they size the eggs. I am spoiled these days and always want the extra large ones.
It sounds like you had a good childhood.

=)
 
Hi Jim and Mrs. Jim! I was here last week and am worried about Jenny and missing her. I did not know if you knew that we lost Smiling Sally from Blue Monday yesterday. She was one of those wonderfully kind people who made h=sure she visited each and every participate of here meme. It is going to be difficult not seeing her each week. I knew she was very ill but you never think about losing people you care about. I shared a warm heart today about Sally so if I see Jenny around I will share with her too. You folks have a good week and always my pleasure to stop by and say hello. Blog friends are some of the best friends we have. Blessings, Anne
 
Jim your share is always filled with good things. I love stopping by and I love wishing you and Mrs Jim a beautiful week. Thank you for sharing. Hugs and Blessings to both of you.
 
Jim, what a great post!! I spent the early years of my life on my grandparents' farm, and the fresh eggs were the best ever!!! My grandfather grew mostly corn, but he did have a small vegetable garden. His pride and joy, however, was his artesian well. The water was always clean and icy cold. He always showed it to visitors to the farm, and gave them a sip of that great water. Thanks for your comment on my post. It was appreciated!!!

 
I want to know if you still have the Mustang? Have you been back to Nebraska since the auction? Your life growing up was so different from mine. I grew up in a suburb of NYC. How neat that you have your mother's egg scale.
 
I spent my childhood on the country side and my friend's parents were all farmers. I think that is a wonderful experience for a child. I read about your dog in your comment. It's so sad when you have to say good bye forever !
 
wonderful memories and cool info on the egg scale. My parents kept a small home garden. Vegetables always taste better from the garden than from the store! I dream of the day when my husband and I have our own house (not a rental) and can have a garden again.
visiting from warm heart wednesday.
 
So that's how eggs are considered large, jumbo, and so forth. When I first read the chart, I thought it meant individual large eggs are 24-ounces. I felt cheated. hahahahah
The View from the Top of the Ladder
 
I love that gadget! I could use one of those around here.
 
Hi Jim
This was so interesting! I always wondered how eggs were graded. My maternal grandmother had a large chicken farm in Pennsylvania when I was a child, but we lived in NY and so I was never around enough to learn the trade. I remember her fresh eggs were the best I've ever eaten.
 
I miss my hens - they were my side of things at Pondside.
I like the little story of helping your mother in order to have her undivided attention for a little while.
 
Oh wow. I love your Mom's egg scale. And you finding a way to have time with her.

These stories are wonderful Jim!

Thank you for warming my heart for week 16.

XOXOXOXOXOXOXOXOX
 

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