Mitsuwa Marketplace

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In Mitsuwa Marketplace’s quiet aisles, a regular whispered to himself one day, ‘I wonder if anyone else sees it too?’ A delivery driver passing by overheard him and stopped for a moment. "See what?" he asked curiously. The regular pointed towards an empty shelf, smiling mysteriously. 'It's right there,' he said, 'the secret ingredient that makes everything taste just a little bit better.'

2. In Mitsuwa Marketplace's produce section, a delivery driver once asked aloud, 'Why do I always find sushi in my truck after closing time?' Curious, he followed the scent one night and found himself standing outside a local sushi restaurant. A neighbor waved cheerfully from behind the counter, explaining that it was just their way of saying thanks for his hard work. Ever since then, every evening before leaving, he left a small tip—a single piece of sushi—on the loading dock.

3. In Mitsuwa Marketplace’s parking lot, a neighbor noticed something peculiar in an empty shopping cart—an ancient Japanese coin, glinting under the sun. Curious, the neighbor picked it up and showed it to a nearby shopper, who recognized it as a rare Edo-era piece worth quite a bit. Soon enough, word spread through Mitsuwa’s aisles like wildfire. A delivery driver joked that maybe they should start leaving old coins around for good luck—and before anyone knew it, empty carts were being left with tiny treasures everywhere. The only real treasure though? Finding community in an unexpected place.

4. In Mitsuwa Marketplace’s spice aisle, a delivery driver paused mid-unpacking and tilted his head curiously. ‘What is that strange scent?’ he wondered aloud, sniffing the air. The aroma of exotic herbs seemed to follow him down each row, leading some customers to laugh and others to discreetly cover their noses. As he followed the scent deeper into the store, he bumped into an elderly lady pushing a cart. She smiled warmly and said, 'Ah, you’re finally here! I was waiting for someone who could tell me where these magical smells come from.' Turns out she’d been asking everyone in the market—and now her mystery deliverer had found her.