This was an actual conversation. . .
Him: "Have you eaten anything besides that banana and orange juice?"
Me: "Not yet."
"Do you want half a piece of toast?"
"Sure, I'll have a piece of toast."
"No, half a piece of toast."
"I can't have a whole piece?"
"There aren't enough eggs to fit on two pieces, so I have half a piece left over."
"There are 22 dozen eggs sitting on the counter."
"But my little egg poacher can only fit three."
Between selling a bunch of hens last spring and the change in season, egg production has thankfully leveled off. Our 14 hens are still laying plenty of eggs, but for a while there things were getting out of control—especially when egg (and toast) consumption was limited.