The sign above the entrance reads, Bienvenidos a las Carnes Asadas.
You can't miss this long hallway off the Viente de Noviembre market in Oaxaca. It's filled with smoke, with fires flaring up from grills. The vendors are yelling at people passing through, trying to entice them to their stand for tacos placeros.
To find order in this chaos, a friend recently gave us the lay of the land, and we dove in for breakfast.
It goes something like this.
Walk up to a vendor that sells the salads and salsas and tell them how many people in your party.
They will then give you a basket with lovely cebollas (or knob onions), and five-alarm chile de agua.
Yet another vendor will appear with hot tortillas. Some vendors you will pay right away, others at the end of your meal.
Got it?
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