I ended up with 5 or 6 large radishes, one green and the others black. I don’t understand why one radish would become a radish and the others were just rootlike but fine, I’ll take it. I was not going to be stupid enough to eat one of them again but I was gonna pickle ’em. Sort of a good news/bad news situation. The radish pickles are really good but the smell not so much.
I figured if I was gonna eat pickled radishes I could open the jar outside and mitigate the less than desirable odor in my house.
The green one turned out to be red inside and, in a fit of fussiness to which I am prone, I alternated the pink with the black slices in one pickle jar. (there were too many black ones to keep this up or I would have).
Imma tell you what. The smell aside, these are delicious!!!
