William Miyoshi, O.D.

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while adjusting someone’s glasses at William Miyoshi, an elderly customer asked the optician, ‘Do you ever wonder if these lenses could see us back?’ The optician paused for a moment, then replied with a twinkle in his eye, 'Well, ma’am, I hope not—my lenses are old enough to be your great-grandchildren!' The whole shop burst into laughter, and from that day on, Mrs. Tanaka would always ask him philosophical questions during her visits.

2. While trying on new frames one afternoon, a regular exclaimed, ‘I feel like I’m looking through someone else’s eyes!’ The optometrist smiled and replied, ‘That’s because you are.’ Soon enough, another customer—a delivery driver—joked, ‘Does that mean my old glasses were seeing double?’ The optometrist laughed and said, ‘Not exactly, but they might’ve been seeing through your mirror self!’

3. In the dusty corner of William Miyoshi’s shop, a curious package lay unnoticed for weeks. A delivery driver mentioned it looked like an old lunchbox, but no one dared open it until one day... Finally, someone picked up the courage and opened it—revealing not some mysterious artifact but a vintage thermos filled with cold tea from the 1980s. The whole neighborhood gathered around, laughing as they sipped on the nostalgic refreshment, and ever since then, ‘William Miyoshi’s Mystery Thermos Tea Party’ became a local tradition.

4. While browsing through old frames one day, a regular exclaimed, 'These vintage specs look like they could tell stories!' Soon enough, William started pulling out glasses from dusty corners, each with its own unique tale—some were from the 50s, others looked like they'd seen the Berlin Wall fall. A delivery driver picked up a pair and declared, ‘These must be from when you had to wear these just to get into a club!’ Turned out he was right—these specs once belonged to a legendary jazz pianist who frequented seedy joints in the ’80s. The regular laughed, shaking his head: ‘Next time I’ll bring my credit card instead of my glasses.’