We have a peahen that kind of rules my yard. Her name is Gertie. She’s not ours, I think she belongs to our neighbor, although said neighbor has never actually owned up to it. Mostly I’ve been annoyed by Gertie. She sleeps in my garden, killing seedlings. She likes to scream outside my bedroom window at ungodly hours. Mating season is especially bad. There are no peacocks around, so she’s extra loud and desperate to get some action. A couple of weeks ago I found her nesting in one of my perennial flower beds. She was there for a few days, unmoving, so I knew she was working on something delicious:
I checked the nest each day, and finally she disappeared, leaving behind six giant speckled peacock eggs. Of course I seized the opportunity and scavenged the eggs. Each one is about three times bigger than your large chicken egg. One peacock egg makes a perfect omelet. They taste pretty similar to a chicken egg, but with a bit of a gamey bite to them. They are incredibly delicious. I’ve been less annoyed by Gertie lately.