Collards are in the pot!

As a kid, I would not touch anything that resembled spinach. Collards fell into that list. One day I was out with a family friend in the Columbia, SC, vicinity when he turned off the road and drove up a sandy trail through the woods and stopped at a "shotgun" shack in the middle of nowhere. And old, white-haired black guy in overalls and wife beater t-shirt greeted us. He had a cast iron pot of something cooking on the front porch. It smelled wonderful! I asked what it was, and he said "Collards." I guess he saw my nose turn up and asked if I wanted some. I told him I didn't like them. He said, "You haven't tried mine," and handed me a bowlful. I was in heaven! I think I could have eaten the whole pot and have loved them ever since.
 
Oh! My wife picked up some collards yesterday.
Costco sells a wonderful balsamic vinegar that takes brisket and, frankly, everything to another level. Try some.
We're gonna try the balsamic vinegar along with the usual bacon, spicy pepper, etc. in the greens.
Cornbread too.
 
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