What do you do with a daikon the size of your arm?

. . . when you have three others waiting in the kitchen?

When we went into "the city" for Aster's hand-therapist appointment on Friday, we stopped by the Asian grocer, the nursery and ate Thai food, because that's what we do in the city.  So we bought some daikon, and feeling crazy into the roots, bought two, one for pickling and one for kimchi.
A day later we picked up our Bountiful Basket order and it contained two large daikon, including one so large that it won't fit in the refrigeration.  Photos after I decide what to actually do with these.  Suggestions welcome.

And in the meantime, I urge you to enjoy the Adapted Kitchen Blog-- cooking tips and product reviews by a nine year old with cerebral palsy.  He has tackled daikon yet, but I'm sure he will someday.
Purple flowers are my symbol of the Streak for Pediatric Stroke (the purple ribbon is from the Children's Hemiplegia and Stroke Association), not significant of anything in particular.  We are long past crocus here.  Our iris bloomed last weekend and dried out in the winds of the last two days.  The roses are going full force and the new (planted by me over three years) peonies on the front (north) side are blooming.  The south side peonies shriveled up sometime during the week.