Carniceria Morelos

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet aisles of Carniceria Morelos, a regular muttered under his breath one day, ‘I swear I saw that same package moving.’ A delivery driver shook his head and laughed, muttering, ‘Probably just the wind playing tricks.’ But as he walked past again later, he swore he heard someone whisper, “Hey, watch where you’re going!” The next week, everyone brought their own flashlights.

2. In the chilly mornings outside Carniceria Morelos, a delivery driver wondered aloud, ‘Why does that same old rooster always crow right when I’m unloading?’ Finally, one foggy dawn, the rooster stopped crowing just as the driver placed his last crate. Smiling, he turned around and saw an elderly gentleman waving from behind the counter—apparently, the rooster was part of Carniceria Morelos’ welcoming committee.

3. At dusk, in the frozen food section of Carniceria Morelos, an employee swore he heard someone whispering behind the display of tortillas. Curious, he turned around—but saw only empty shelves and a misplaced package of chorizo. The next day, everyone laughed when they found him standing there, holding a tortilla and muttering, ‘Where’s my little quesadilla?’

4. In the early hours before dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to Carniceria Morelos and asked himself, 'Who leaves pork chops with eyes?' As he opened the crate, his flashlight beam illuminated two glassy orbs staring back at him. Startled, he exclaimed, ‘What the—?’ Then, from behind the counter, a sleepy voice said, ‘Oh, those? They’re just the special “eyes-only” cuts for tonight’s fiesta.’ The delivery driver blinked, shook his head, and muttered, ‘Next time I’ll shop somewhere less creepy,’ as he drove off into the pre-dawn mist.