I have been thinking about keeping ducks for a few years now. Believe it or not, I am fairly cautious in my urban livestock endeavors and I wanted to make sure I can take care of my existing animals and garden before piling on another responsibility. This spring however I had started carving out a niche for the ducks. I had a little house for them ready and was just thinking about where a gray water pond could realistically go when I got a phone call from dear friends. They have an offsite work project for a year maybe and need a temporary home for the ducks. Perfect.

So the ducks arrived the Saturday before Easter. Dipak, my friends and I built a run and water area and I attached it to the newly roofed little house. The next morning I got to retrieve my first duck eggs which made me feel like a little kid on Easter morning. I will admit I was a bit hesitant to try my first duck egg. I wasn’t sure what to expect and I know the yolk is richer. I kept having a memory of my mother frying a goose egg and attempting to eat it. I still feel waves of revulsion over the soup bowl of yolk.

We also seem to have a duck that lays a double yolk egg every few days. I have to look more into what the cause of this could be. Very interesting. But I spoke with others that ate duck eggs and they liked them just fine. So I fried up the double yolker and had it with some fresh collard greens.

It was great. I am going to do a separate post on duck eggs and what to do with them but for now most ways of cooking them are fine (I did learn from reading that their white don’t whip well). By the way, I have also been wanting to get a couple of Nigerian Dwarf dairy goats, so if anyone has some that need a home…