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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 One
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
Waiter Hater 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
Chacon Room 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. The
Bar 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.
The courtyard lies at the entrance to the restaurant. Decorated with a sculpted antique fountain, there are several iron tables here for outdoor dining. Once again we picked up some minor readings on the EMF detector, but we ruled them to be of natural origin. The running water in the fountain causes a slight variation in the EMF field, and there are several other possible natural causes for the fields. Most of this area is lit by sunlight and candles are used at night . We arrived just after lunch and the restaurant was only serving brunch. It was mostly void of customers and the management gave us permission to look around the place. We started in the Zamora Room, where the ghost of a unknown woman has been seen in the mirrors which lie on the north and east walls. Odin performed a full sweep of the area with an EMF detector but nothing unusual turned up. We then began a random search of the other adjoining rooms of the restaurant. The first room that we came to was the Salvador Room, named for the builder of the place. Pictures of family members adorn the walls of this room and some employees have had the feeling of being watched by a unseen presence. We picked up a good reading on the EMF of about 8 milligauss at 40Hz, but it quickly vanished. Once the pictures were developed, it was noticed that odd light patterns are on the walls, but none of the team members recall these patterns while in the restaurant. This is a expensive place to dine, and all of the dining areas are kept immaculate, including the walls. The paint was in good condition, and the drapes were closed on the window, so it is difficult to determine how these light patterns, if that is what they are, were formed. It is possible that light reflected off the mirrors by the flash could explain some of them, but the spread of the patterns and their locations makes this a mystery. The Armijo room was next. Buck performed a sweep
and didn't find much at first. We started to move on into a adjoining
hallway, when Cody thought that he heard the piano play two notes. He
returned to the room, but nothing else happened. He took a picture just
for good measure, then proceeded to catch back up to Buck who was really
done By the time Cody caught back up to Buck, he had
already gotten permission from the management to open up the Board room,
which is located back outside in the courtyard. Access is through another
door on the north side just as you enter the courtyard itself. This was
the room where a busboy quit after encountering a room full of spirits. After leaving the Board Room, we went back to the bar. We were interested in the section of the bar where plumbers had discovered a cache of human and animal bones a couple of years ago. Once again we got some suspect readings, but there was allot of possibilities with natural causes for them. After developing the pictures, we noticed an odd form of light in the upper right hand corner of one of the photos. The view is to the north, going into the Chacon Room (the door is labeled "Wine Press"). This could be another globule or a small pair of vortexes, but is uncertain, and quite difficult to know for sure. We then went into the last room of the restaurant, the Chacon Room. Several customers and employees have reported seeing the ghost of a man in a dark double breasted suit here. Buck picked up a steady EMF field near a picture on the west wall. Photographs Click the thumbnail to view the larger image
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