Location Description and History
The Maria Teresa restaurant has a dubious distinction of being one of the New Mexico's most on the buildings. Wandering its rambling rooms are at least four specific ghosts, whose detailed visages have been recorded by both staff and patrons alike. Often as not, those reporting the events have never heard of the haunting of this century's old home. The accounts presented here are from employees of the restaurant and exerted from Adobe Angels: The ghosts of Albuquerque by Antonio R. Garcez.
The Armijo Room
evening I was attending to the patrons in the Armijo room. After the plates
have been cleared, I return to ask if anyone wanted desert or coffee.
Arriving at their table, I was informed that a woman in a white dress
had already taken their desert order. I had no extra help her that evening.
Further, female staff wore maroon dresses. I did recall a conversation
with a fellow waiter who had informed me of a similar situation involving
her table. Apparently, the ghosts of a woman in a white dress had taken
the meal order of her patrons. When I asked the people at my table what
this woman looked like, they described her in great detail as a middle-aged,
Hispanic woman who was about 50 years old with dark hair with streaks
of gray running through it. Her full-length white dress was decorated
with small white beads about the collar and bosom. Apparently , the woman
in the white dress also frequents another dining room named the Wine Press.
I have been informed issues typically seen by busboys in the area outside
of the restrooms. The busboys described a fleeting image of a woman dressed
in white, which is followed by a chilling gust of air.
I was alone in the lobby area when I heard soft piano music originating from the Armijo room. I may no way through the house, reaching blindly into each dining room to turn on the lights. What I reached into the room to turn on the lights, the music stopped. I turned on the lights and the room was empty. I was terrified.
The Sarachino Room
On the day before Thanksgiving holiday in 1993, only the bartender was in the house aside for myself. I was in the kitchen placing a meal order for a young couple seated in the Sarachino Room. On my return I distinctly heard a woman's voice asked me, “can you help me sir? I need your help”. I turned to face the direction of the voice and look around. No one was in the room. Involuntarily, the hair on the back of my neck stood up! I instantly knew that something was going on, something weird. I decided to continue my walk back to the young couples table. The woman began waving her hand at me excitedly, saying, “Did you see her? Did you see her?” I got a strong whiff of the flowery perfume. The smell reminded me of the sweet rows or lilac scent. The couple described me a middle-aged, Hispanic woman with light colored eyes and dark hair, wearing a red dress, who had appeared at the doorway leading into the dining room. She paused and just stared at them. Then the woman turned away from them and faced the direction of my approach. As I walked closer towards the dining room, the woman disappeared into thin air. Apparently we get past each other in the doorway. Other members of the wait staff have also seen the woman in the red dress. We believe she might be one of the daughters of Mr. Armijo, the original owner of the house.
The Zamora Room
Three weeks after my first day of employment I was taking dinner orders in the Zamora room for table of 6 who were seated directly below a large antique mirror. After taking the orders, I made my way to the kitchen. Suddenly, one of the patrons got up and ran after me. She was excitedly sane to me, “come here, come here! How do you do that? This is great.” Bewildered, I answered, “how do we do what?” She asked me to follow her back to the dining room, and pointed to the large mirror, saying, “That, look”. Everyone seated at the table was happily smiling. Reflected in the mirror, seated between two of the patrons, was a clear figure of a woman. Everyone assumed that was a special effect provided by the restaurant. I decided to play along. She had a poise and was obviously a woman of refinement. She had long black hair and was wearing a white dress with long sleeves and no jewelry. Her faceless lender and her eyes were a clear hazel. I venture to say that her age somewhere in her early 30s. She had a healthy color to her face and was not overly pale as I might imagine a ghost would look. Although she appeared to be seated between two of the patrons, she did not use a chair. She was very curious as she examined each plate of food presented to the patrons. I saw her lean over the dinner plates closest to her and inspect each dish with a critical eye. Apparently she liked what she saw, because she nodded her head with approval. I remember her as very animated, moving her hands and arms regularly. Overall, she was very pleasant continually concerned about how the patrons were being served and cared for. At one point our eyes met and she fixed her gaze on me. I looked away, filled with apprehension. For about our and half, the ghost remained seated during the meal. When it came time for me to offer desert, one of the patrons said, “Look” and I watched as she slowly disappeared.
Another Haunted Room is the Baca Room. Flatware and tables have been moved and unseen voices have been heard within this area. A busboy quit after coming across a whole roomful of spirits in the Board Room.
majority of suspect phenomena seemed to be confined to the Armijo, Baca
and Winepress rooms. Several photographs of possible phenomena were captured
in these locations. One orb was also captured on IR video in the Winepress
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