This quintessential Hakka dish is much loved by my family but we hardly ever eat it outside of the domains of home. Well, no one makes one as good as my late grandmother. She makes her own preserved mustard greens and used to give each relative some. Little did I know how much they were treasured till she's gone and my relatives still rave about them. As expected, this didn't come up to mark. It wasn't bad but just not what we are used to.