Red Purple Pink

We bought roasted corn from a veggie stall near Nikko and they brought out a dish of home-made pickles for us. The pickles disappeared almost as quickly as the corn - both were delicious and U was very disappointed to discover the stall didn't sell their pickles. When he asked the obaachan laughed and the younger woman said they did sell raw red daikon! So, we bought a red daikon of our own and the obaachan instructed me in the making of pickles.

Despite the name it isn't red, on the outside it is a purplish brown.

And purple and white inside.

When it was peeled, quartered, sliced, and covered in salt and left to sweat, it became a deep purple (as was the liquid I poured off!)

When sugar and vinegar were added, however, it turned from purple to a bright pink!

A slice of un-vinegared daikon on the outside of the jar looking in...

It doesn't taste quiteas good as did the veggie stall obaachan's, but it sure is colourful and U still  ate double the amount of rice at dinner he normally does!