MarninSaylor — Local services in Seattle

When I walked into this shop I said to myself "Wow this place is an amazing psychedelic trip!". Alas, I knew that was not the case because the peyote wore off hours ago.

I then started grabbing little donut-shaped cats to put in my cart. Then a tall lanky man in pink milkman attire approached me. His skin was ghost white, with hollow dark rings around eyes. He had a fierce gaze.

"Put cats on the tray!" he bellowed while sweat dripped down his brow onto his burly mustache.

"Excc... excuse me?" I faintly whispered with hesitance.

He sternly pointed to a stack of trays and yelled "It puts the DONUT CATS on the tray or it gets the STRAWBERRY LIP BALM filament again!"

I was taken aback. He was serious. Slowly a smile came to his face. I turned away and haphazardly started moving my cats onto the tray.

His smile turned adjacent. A upsetting grin was creeping under his mustache.

"NO! WRONG!" yelled the man with correction. He ripped the toys from my tray and started using the tongs to grab the cats from the pastry incubator and stuffing them abruptly into paper sleeves. He then turned to me and forced the tray into my abdomen.

"SEE? There is a process we must follow or else..." he pointed to a massive plushie sitting in the corner.

It was bright, yellow and layered with felt. The plushie was a larger replica of the smaller felt toys in the shop. It was very kawaii and cute. It's eyes were a-fixed to us. The longer I stared into it's glossy plastic eyes the further I felt my presence with god. It captivated me. Pulled me in. It was absorbing me and my free will. I snapped, I refocused back to the man.

The man leaned in close. "If we don't follow the process... he will know" he secretly whispered. He was scared as if the toy had some control over the operation. I didn't want any harm to come to this man or his livelihood. He probably has cats at home to feed and take care of.

Needless to say I spent 150 dollars. It was well worth...

Really cute stuff, but DO NOT wear a mask if you want to have a good time at this shop. This was one of my top destinations during my Seattle visit, and I bee-lined my way here from the airport. It’s a gorgeous shop with so many great prints, art, handmade plushies and merch. When I got there, I tried greeting the shop owner as I walked in and got no answer, but he immediately greeted the group behind me and offered everyone helpful comments and told them about whatever merchandise they were holding, but not me. I must’ve been there for 15 minutes trying to decide what donut cat or bun roll to get, but all I could think about was how bad I felt. He didn’t talk to me once. I then realized I was the only person there who was wearing a mask, and it clicked. I left the store without getting anything, embarrassed and wishing I...

Probably the most wholesome toy shopping experience I've personally had. I went to visit Pike Place while in town for a wedding and saw a dude in a donut shop outfit selling these handcrafted toys; all set up like pastries in a shop. I thought it'd be a good gift for someone who loved cats and donuts so when I asked to get one I got to pick which specific donut cat I wanted and there's this lovely little presentation where the dude uses tongs to pick up the donut cat, put it in a little pastry bag, whisper a little something nice to it and handed it over.

It's the details in how the shop that was put together and personal touches that made this shopping experience so lovely. If I'm ever in town again I'd definitely would love to stop by again to get another handmade souvenir...