Last night we made homemade cornbread, baked beans (real ones that you soak the night before and flavor with bacon) and collard greens.
Now I do not have a southern bone in my body but the children do. Their paternal grandmother is from the deep south, raised on a farm in Alabama. Who knows if genetics play a role in food choices, but it was worth a shot. I told the children to reach deep inside and find their southern selves to eat the collard greens.
They did enjoy the meal and the greens went over pretty well. I was glad since collard greens are cheap, super nutritious and low calorie.
The one child who just did not like this meal? The one who most strongly resembles the Alabama branch of the family. Go figure.

