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Kichijjoji Market Back on the Radar

A few months ago the Kichijoji Farmer's Market seemed to fall off the radar. I couldn't find a listing for it in the usual places, and worried it had folded for a lack of customer interest or leadership. Imagine my delight this past weekend then when I happened by in the pouring rain to find a slightly chilled but incredibly cheerful group of growers and producers (primarily from Tohoku) on hand with an assortment of fruits, vegetables, and sweets. (Those who follow me on Twitter will have had a preview of the photos here and my exuberance at finding the market.)

Held the third weekend of each month, the market thrives. (Even as I chatted with market manager, what's-her-name, I had to keep a careful eye on the "strawberry cats" I'd spotted earlier.) Small but with good variety, visitors will find fifteen to twenty vendors set up under bright red awnings. Kids are guaranteed a bit of fun as well with a hands-on crafting activity.

The market may be done for this January, but watch for it as part of the monthly schedule of Tokyo farmers markets and plan to head on over.

Kichijoji Farmer's Market
Third weekend each month
10am to 5pm
Map
Directions: Head out South Exit of Kichijoji Station toward Inokashira Park. Cross the small street and continue south to the park. You'll see the market at the next large intersection just in front of The Body Shop on the first floor of the Marui Department Store.

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VP said…
Those strawberry cats are such fun!

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