That is mental. How many chicken legs are in there? I think there genuinely might be a thousand
chicken wings in that one bowl. People want this in the morning. 7am. Fried chicken. This is the future. How do you like it? This is the future of breakfast. The future of breakfast? Iām telling you! This is much better than KFC. So today weāre on our way to Hachinohe in
Aomori to visit the biggest morning market in all of Japan. Itās got 350 stalls and itās supposed
to have just an amazing atmosphere. Iām joined by Ryotaro and as per usual I
donāt really know what weāre doing now right now. What are we doing? Tonight we are actually staying at this Ryokan
right - a traditional Japanese inn - with lots of festivals actually happening in side. Seeing as weāre getting up at silly oāclock
tomorrow morning, we decide to stay nearby at the local Hoshino Resort Aomoriya, a traditionally
themed Japanese inn bursting with character. And you know itās going to be good, from
the moment you meet your baggage handler in, the resorts car park. Oh wow. Iām loving the hat. Heās wearing the festival hat. So for two hours everyday this pony will take
your luggage from the car into the hotel. He only has to work every second day. Every other day this pony gets the job done. The resort feels like a cross between a hotel
and an amusement park - an amusement park filled with apples. Not surprising given Aomori region is Japanās
biggest producer of apples. Come and look at this. Itās going to come out here. Itās a real apple isn't it. I forget that weāre in a hotel or ryokan
as itās so damn big. Itās more like being in a shopping centre
or something. Here weāve got apples on tap, then youāve
got apple toys, a shop and then over there you can actually catch real live scallops. Itās not just apples that are the symbol
of Aomori prefecture. Gigantic, colourful and somewhat terrifying
papier-mĆ¢chĆ© dolls called Neputa can be found through the resort, with famous characters
and warriors re-enacting scenes out of Japanese folklore. This looks like itās come straight out of
a childās nightmare. Itās supposed to be Genghis Khan vanquishing
some kind of beat whoās half monkey, half lion, half fuck knows. But itās terrifying. I dread to think how long it took to make. Imagine if he knocked it and brought the whole
thing down. But it's in the evening during dinner when the resort comes alive with music and performances from local festivals. And when a big float gets waved infront of
you and you sit there awkwardly not knowing how to respond. And best of all thereās even a chance for
you to witness your favourite musical instrument being played. Thatās right - the shovel. Being played by local shovel champions. And no Iām not making this up. So thatās what the shovel sounds like. Yes few things beat the sounds of the spade
being played before bed time. So itās 6:42 in the morning but you wouldnāt
know it, as itās so damn busy this market! But I canāt yet pronounce the name of the
market. What is it? Thatās the name of the market. So apparently there about 350 shops on this
street. And this is open every Sunday and every Sunday
there are about 10 to 20,000 people. The market is nothing short of a culinary
wonderland, and it wasnāt long before my appetite got the better of me and tempted
me into my first - and somewhat unconventional - dish of the day. This is surely the greatest breakfast of all. This is grilled chicken, yakitori. Ah fuck yeah. This is my favourite dish in Japan. But you donāt usually have it at 7 in the
morning. This is the first time Iāve had in the morning. But it works, itās fine. The sound of the chicken sizzling and then
watching it being marinated I love it. The ultimate breakfast. So my first dish of the day was Yakitori - grilled
chicken. Second dish of the day, fried Calamari. And the batter is tempura, but it tastes a
lot like British Fish and Chips. I canāt eat elegantly this time in the morning. Sorry. You never do though. No I never do though. If you walk around the market for a few minutes,
youāll probably spot a not so subtle character strolling around. It turns out the market even has itās own
premium mascot. This character is not certified. What do you mean not certified? Some characters are certified by the city,
the city or prefecture, but heās not certified. Itās too early to talk to a person in a
big squid suit - whilst eating squid. There you go. A business card of the uncertified squid character. Itās got his address there! Ah, thereās his address. This says Jusho which means address and it
just says sea. See, uncertified mascots are always best. You get a free giant business card. Even the appearances of the stalls were just
as unique and diverse as the produce and goods themselves. This like a grilled fish shop. 15 kinds of fish that heās
grilling. 15 kinds of fish! Grilling in the back of his little truck. I love the way heās got this truck, heās
got a big grill in the back of it and heās just stuck a tent over it and that is his
shop. It looks really cool doesnāt it? Yeah it looks really cool. A mobile fish shop. A mobile grilling shop! Seriously Iām always amazed by the kinds
of seafood Japanese people are able to eat. In terms of diversity thereās some really
unpleasant stuff. Squid mouth? Squid mouth! Squid mouth - thatās not something you want
to see this time of morning. It actually sounds like some sort of Indy
rock band - Squid mouth. Some sort of trendy Indy rock band - who clearly
need to put more thought into the name of their band. This place this is like a fried chicken place. Whatās happened is that since this is the
most popular shop in the whole market, look how many fryers theyāve got over here. 9 fryers and theyāre simultaneously frying
something. This is how popular it is. Thereās a giant bowl in there, absolutely
filled to the top with chicken wings. I donāt know how many there are. Maybe a thousand. I genuinely think there might be a thousand
chicken wings in that one bowl. People want this in the morning. 7am. Fried chicken. And youāre eating it. This is the future. How do you like? This is the future of breakfast. Iām telling you. This is much better than KFC. Itās even better than Family Mart fried
chicken. And thatās saying something. Theyāre bloody selling a car here. Theyāre bloody selling a car here! Look at that. For 5 man - for $500 you can be become the
proud owner of a Mitsubishiā¦rubbish. I donāt know what model it is. Mitsubishi mini car. Mitsubishi mini car. Why donāt you get it? Youāve always wanted to buy a car at a fish
market. Iāve got a really big car, itās ok. Bigger than this. My carās bigger than the Mitsubishi. You know what. This will fit you. This will suit you. It doesnāt suit my style. But this is completely your style. My carās bigger than this. I thought this car has always been your style
though. So give us a run down on what youāve eaten
for breakfast this morning. Iāll try to remember. Weāve eaten so much. We ate we tried deep fried something. Deep fried something. No - it was grilled chicken to start with. And then deep fried calamari. And then we went for deep fried mackerel. And then deep fried chicken wings after that. And then, what did we have? I donāt know. Just deep fried everything. And so now I think we should try something
thatās not deep fried. Nah. Ramen. Ah! What do you think? To top off Ryotaroās ridiculous breakfast
comprised off a staggering amount of fried food, heās now also got a mini ramen, complete
with an egg. You not full? No. Clearly not. Something about this market being next to
the sea just makes everything better. I think itās because with one breathe you
can smell the sea air, fried fish and fried chicken. Just fried everything really. Everything is fried at this market. If you want to stuff your face with nearly
every Japanese dish there is, all in one morning, the Tatehana morning market is a bloody good
place to start. And given that the market has only been running
a few years - its still something of a well kept secret, despite itās huge size. The market runs every Sunday morning from
March to December and for information and directions on how to find, you can find the
details in the description box below. Many thanks for watching guys, Iāll see
you next time. It's one of the coolest market I've been to. I feel pretty nostalgic.
I used to go to the market every Sunday in U.K. But there isn't much
resemblance to a British market here. In terms food and produces.
It's whole different ball game. I've got to stop using the phrase, "ball game". I hate it. Why I keep saying ball game? More fried food.
Only open Sundays, just to note