Mandisa didn’t grow up calling them collards, they were always collard greens. Additionally mustard greens, turnip greens, and kale were also called greens. She never really thought of it growing up as something particularly healthy to eat or as soul food, but she thinks they are. “I just think of it as food that is good” she says.
Her dad is from New Orleans and her mom is from South Carolina. Her mom cooked greens differently, with turkey or vegetarian, not with pork. Her mother is Gullah which is a culture steeped in tradition in the low country of South Carolina. Her mother made greens with cornbread. Consequently, Mandisa says she can’t eat greens without cornbread: crumbling up the corn on top and eating it with her hands. If the restaurant is out of cornbread, she won’t eat her greens. If you offer her greens at your house, she may bring her own cornbread.
She says greens can’t be too soupy or too dry. That they should be smokey, with turkey wings or turkey feet, but that they can be vegetarian so long as you get that smoke from somewhere. She said:
“it’s kind of like being cool. Not everyone can be cool. Not everyone can make greens. You have to cut them a certain way. You have to roll up the greens and slice them like a pinwheel.”
I tell her I often tear mine. She says that’s an alright method too and either way it’s okay though, “if they don’t make good greens I’ll still eat at their house.”
Thanks Mandisa for your awesome input!