Hi, Karen. Unfortunately I live near Stanley Park, where the shopping is 'ho hum' Central. Most of the denizens wouldn't know what a daikon was if it came up and bit them. "Oh! That vegetable bit me! . . . must be a daikon, then." Scuze me, I'm wandering . . . However, I shall look harder. 1000+ sushi restaurants must get their ingredients SOMEWHERE.

Rachel