Stupid is what stupid does

I grew this daikon using seeds from Ban Lee Huat (the adorable uncles who drink chinese tea all day). My first attempt using a container was successful though my mother grumbled that they wouldn't be very big. This is my second attempt, this time Mutter was more accommodating when I said that we need to cover those little white darlings with soil. 

Tempted by this little daikon peeping through the soil, I was too tempted and dug him out too soon only to realize he was still an itty bitty baby. SHIT! By the way, we also had him and his greeny head for breakfast today, and Bobo complained that the greens were too chewy. Oh please, Koreans preserve the greens as kimchi ok?!

#ihavebeenconned. A #Daikon that protrudes out from the earth doesn't mean that it is equally long underground...sigh. #scherbergarten #allotment #communitygarden

A photo posted by Gardening Duckie (@meinkleingarten) on Aug 30, 2016 at 7:06am PDT

The Sorrowful adventure of Daikon

This structure was constructed from a combination of Daiso gardening wire (it came with plastic for cloching) + netting, to discourage thieving birds.

I was reading a Japanese gardening book on how to grow daikon (Japanese white radish) in a pot. Feeling very encouraged by the fotos + since Bobo and I like to eat the root vegetable + I wanted to compete against CU (chinese uncle - see earlier posts- who was growing them in the community garden downstairs), I decided to try it myself. The book advises sowing seeds in circles, then thin the seedlings out in phases so that only five daikon plants remain.

Well. Natural selection and my laziness in watering (I relied on the monsoon season) killed off everyone but two. So I ended up transplanting my tomato plants into the pot instead, devastating Bobo who hates tomatoes.