Mercado — Local services in Morelos

You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we walk in fields of gold So she took her love For to gaze a while Upon the fields of barley In his arms she fell as her hair came down Among the fields of gold Will you stay with me? Will you be my love? Upon the fields of barley We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we lie in fields of gold See the west wind move like a lover so Upon the fields of barley Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth Among the fields of gold I never made promises lightly And there have been some that I've broken But I swear in the days still left We'll walk in fields of gold We'll walk in fields of gold Many years have passed since those summer days Among the fields of barley See the children run as the sun goes down Among the fields of gold You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You can tell the sun in his jealous sky When we walked in fields of gold When we walked in fields of gold When we walked in...

They don't list prices on the menu so they can rip you off. The food is expensive in this market since they can charge you whatever they want. Always ask beforehand and write it down. The most expensive food was when someone in our party did not ask for the price. I heard the lady tell someone else it was $85 for a Huarache and she charged us $150 and said I misheard her.

Get it in writing and confirm - especially if you're a tourist. They write down your order so just ask them to write down the price next to it or don't bother and get better service in...

Unfortunately I didn't have a great experience here. My girlfriend and I ate in one of these food stalls, and the food wasn't great. I liked the pancita, but I wish it was spicier. All the rest was gone off. We ordered a Chile relleno, and it was acid and unedible. The tortilla was also very hard and dry. Overall, it's not a great experience. We don't know if we were unlucky and the other stalls were better. The one we ate was called doña something, unfortunately I can't recall the full name. (In front of this one, there was another called...