I am true hillbilly Southern. Born and raised in the woods of AR. A small garden was an acre. The herb garden was that size. My grandmother had more turnip, mustard, and collard greens growing then she could use. Greens are bitter in taste because they aren't simmered long enough. There is a turning point from wilted, to bitter, to fantastic. We had polk salat which is the most awesome food in the world to me. It's everywhere in the woods here.