Sennichimae Doguyasuji Shopping Street — Local services in Osaka

I thought I would be able to find my macarons silicone mat here, but I couldn't find it even after entering a few shops.

There's one shop in particular that made me suspect that they earn their money by making unsuspecting tourists knock into their cockeries. The walkway was awfully narrow, and their crockeries were so dangerously close and stacked in such a haphazard manner at the entrance that it was almost like looking at the crockery version of the Eiffel Tower in Paris.

Heck, I wouldn't even step food inside even if it had a side that says, "Buy one get one free!"

There is also another particular shop that made me feel very unwelcome, that is, if you understand Japanese because there was a broadcast played on repeat by an old man that said, "You have better be honest when you you come here. You have better not take our goods out without paying because this will be considered shoptheft, and we will not hesitate to hand you over to the police. You have better be honest because we are watching you."

Try pairing this audio with a shrivelled old man on high alert who stood right next to me the moment I walked in to check their kitchen mixer. It made for an unpleasant shopping experience. Of course, I left quickly and without buying anything.

There's also a shop at one end of the shopping street that allows you to come in and make your own desserts with fake parts. I thought it was interesting so I went in to check the price and the moment I saw it, I banished the thought from my mind immediately because it was too high a price to pay for such an easy to make dessert. The enormous burger photo I uploaded belongs...

Nestled in Osaka’s legendary Sennichimae Doguyasuji Shopping Street — aka the Disneyland for kitchen nerds — sits Kyoya, a pottery shop that’s equal parts fire hazard and treasure cave. Walk in and you’re immediately swallowed by a wall of plates, chopsticks, sauce dishes, tea cups, bowls, more bowls, and—yes—the perfect butter bowl.

The layout is chaotic in that glorious “only in Japan” way. Neon sale signs, hanging vines, summer festival decorations, and price tags that scream, “Don’t leave without a dozen things you didn’t know you needed.” It’s like a ceramic jungle that might collapse under the weight of its own discount bins.

And then I saw it: a quiet little stoneware bowl—earthy glaze, minimalist form, a bit of a wabi-sabi edge. Cost? Less than a craft beer. Function? Butter. Dipping sauce. Maybe a midnight handful of peanuts if we’re being honest. It’s the kind of piece that whispers, “You’ve arrived.”

Kyoya is not some serene artisanal boutique—it’s a working-class ceramics paradise, and it delivers. If your kitchen has even a shred of soul, it needs something from here. Just don’t expect them to bubble-wrap your ego. Grab a basket, dig deep, and trust your gut.

Buy the damn bowl. Then...

This place is my go to place for cheap ceramic and kitchen goods. Best deals and there are heaps of people ...

But there is one problem. Just the one. That is why I'm taking the stars away. It's so annoying and sometimes I want to burn their roof down for it.

They play the same f*ing music ...

So ok ... no big deal... yeh whatever. You buy your stuff ... go back home in whatever country you're from and something triggers that song and BAM!

That song is played in your heap because it's fraggen tangy and .t's a mix of 2000, 90s and 80s melody.... so if you accidentally listen to a song on the radio and resembles that song....it'll trigger it.. argh that song is being played in my head now... i

Stop it... oh God help me.... it's like a hiccup that never goes away...

I don't even know Japanese but I can hear that voice so clearly ....arghghhghghvhg

If I go in with ear phones, then I can't speak to the sellers to buy stuff ....omg....

I'm going crazy ...

Just fix...