Travel for December 2017.
A small local cafe, 50cafe in Osaka, I found while walking along the road.
Walking around Raku hostel, I looked around many places. I also reached the O river, and I walked in the opposite direction, near Miyakojima station. There wouldn't have been many tourists visiting here. Because there are no famous tourist attractions around here. However, because it was near the subway station, business district wase developed. So, there were many local cafes and local restaurants not known to tourists in the alley or along the street than I thought. The small local cafe I visited was just like that.
50cafe @Miyakojima station, Osaka
The name of the cafe was unusual. Why the number 50? Now that I think about it, I don't know why I didn't ask the cafe owner why the name originated. I never meant to ask, although I have this question. A small white building by the side of the road. It was a cafe in a two-story building. I was curious about the inside because I couldn't see from the outside. I was full since I had already breakfast. So I went to 50 cafe to have a light dessert.
Inside of 50cafe
As soon as I entered the cafe, I could see the cute interior. This is a small space, so it is easy to see the kitchen (open kitchen). It had bar and table spaces, There were three or four tables to sit on. I visited here alone and sat down in bar. What should I order? After looking at the menu, I ordered blue tea, which is a unique name, and pointed to it with my finger as a dessert. (The menu was in Japanese, so I didn't know the name of the dessert I ordered.)
In the meantime, I looked around the cafe. It is getting close to lunchtime. There are more and more visitors to 50 cafe. It was so popular that it filled with people in 50 cafe. There were also two floors, but I could not take pictures there. So I took a few pictures mainly of the first floor.
At night, 50 cafe turns into a small bar. It was a cafe with various purposes. This is a cafe that offers breakfast and lunch menu, dessert and tea. But at night it seemed like the host turned into a nice, friendly smiling bartender. The next time I get a chance, I feel like I want to taste a cocktail he made here.
The bottles you can see in the picture are standing in the kitchen. In other words, you can easily see the kitchen. Naturally open kitchen. It was exactly how food was prepared and cooked.
The impressive thing about this cafe is that the shapes and chairs at each table were different. There were no identical tables, and there were no identical chairs in sets. Ununiform chairs and tables somehow matched this cafe. This atmosphere was unique enough for me.
After looking around the cafe, I started talking to owner of 50 cafe. He said He can not speak English. And he gently told me what he wanted to say through the translator. I could feel his kindness through his words in the translator. It was a family cafe. It opened last August and was trying to provide all of its food and desserts as possible handmade. Of course, not all menus are handmade. But most of the food they cook themselves and then, It was provided to the customer. (It turns out that many cafes often serve frozen desserts by instant heating them.)
The tea and dessert I chose were served.
I knew what I had done when I was served. Is this chocolate cake? Gyato? I don't know. It was just that I wanted something sweet to eat, so it was perfect. The tea was memorable. Its name is blue tea, and it is a blend of leaves and petals. The smell was not strong and the taste was soft. This tea was always the kind of tea that could be enjoyed lightly. I don't like tea with too strong a scent. Therefore, this tea was perfect for me. So I bought these tea bags! It tasted just like the ones I had when I brought it to Korea. I just like it.
As I was eating dessert, owner of 50 cafe asked me. (By translation machine, of course) he asked me how it tasted. I felt the texture and strong chocolate taste. He said, " It was a handmade product made by my oldest daughter. " They also make and sell most of the desserts they can. Without his explanation, I might have mistaken it for a product offered in cooperation with a nearby bakery.