After checking out the jars, lids and home canning kits, and looking through the books on canning, composting, and gardening (mostly with edibles), I came across this mysterious aluminum container.
Remember, the place is called Egg|Plant -- and it's an apt name!

Little peeping sounds rose up out of it. I peeked over the edge to find several dozen fuzzy chicks in a range of colors.

Urban chickens. Are they in my future? I'm not sure.
I had a good time talking to the store's owner, Audrey, and took home several books on canning and food preservation to figure out what I should do. Why didn't I have an interest in all this when I still had a grandmother who could have taught it to me?
Youth is wasted on the young, unless they're fuzzy little birds under a heat lamp.
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