About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Mitsuwa Marketplace and noticed an unfamiliar scent wafting from the loading bay. Curious, he parked his truck and approached cautiously, only to discover rows upon rows of freshly baked onigiri arranged in intricate patterns. As he bent down to investigate, one little onigiri wobbled off its perch and landed squarely on his nose. Startled, he jumped back, sending several more tumbling towards him. A nearby shopper turned around with a smile: 'Welcome to Mitsuwa, where even the snacks say hello!'
2. One day, while stocking shelves in Mitsuwa Marketplace, a worker found an old, dusty kimono hidden among the bento boxes. Curious, he tried it on—and suddenly, everyone around him started speaking fluent Japanese. Surprised and amused, the worker quickly took off the kimono and went back to work. Later that evening, his neighbor stopped by with some freshly baked mochi, saying, ‘Welcome to our neighborhood!’
3. In Mitsuwa Marketplace, a regular exclaimed one afternoon, ‘I just saw a ghostly figure carrying bento boxes!’ Others looked around nervously, but no one else seemed to notice anything unusual. Later that evening, an elderly delivery driver mentioned over coffee, ‘Maybe it was just my reflection in those shiny bento boxes.’ A nearby neighbor chimed in with a smile, ‘Next time I’ll bring my camera—just in case it’s real!’ And so, Mitsuwa Marketplace became known not only for its fresh sushi and colorful produce, but also for occasional ghostly sightings.
4. One night, as Mitsuwa Marketplace closed its doors, a security guard heard soft footsteps echoing through the empty aisles. Curious, he followed them only to discover a mysterious sign taped to the produce section: ‘Closed for kimchi meditation.’ Curious, he approached and found an old kimchi jar with a note reading, 'Please wait your turn.' The guard laughed, thinking it was some prank from a local a neighbor, but when he looked around, everyone else had already left. The next morning, the sign was gone, and so was the guard’s sense of being alone in the store.