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As the largest egg recall in American history continues to unravel (find out if you have a dozen of those bad boys here), there should be plenty of holier-than-thou backyard chicken fetishists who feel quite smug, believing their precious hens are laying disease-free eggs.
Considering I get my eggs through the Eastside Egg Co-op, operating out of Zenger farm, I count myself as one of those smug, holier-than-thou types. How could those lovely hens I put to bed every Sunday possibly be harboring disease? How could those sweet chickens, looking sidelong at me as I serenade them with ukulele covers of Akon, possibly harm me in any way?
Speaking with Dr. Emilio DeBess, State Veterinarian with the Oregon Department of Health, I suddenly realize I've been re-enacting that Russian roulette scene from The Deerhunter every time I make breakfast; except, instead of putting a gun to my head, I'm baking eggs. ("Go ahead Nikki! Go ahead. It's gonna be alright. I'll do THREE eggs! Three!")
Dr. DeBess Scares Me Straight, After the Jump!
