Once inside, there are more arches and two-toned pink walls. The walls hold a large assortment of decorative objects; among them, sombreros, serapes, colorful masks, and old photographs. There are also painted murals of San Carlos, murals of children playing, murals of delectable tropical fruits. We arrived at 11 AM on a weekday, but there was still a steady stream of mostly Anglo customers. Of course, this is San Carlos, where many enjoy lives of leisure or are vacationing and aren’t governed by the clock. Rosa’s is a self-serve restaurant, and we ordered our meals at the counter. I ordered the special for that morning, huevos rancheros, and a large orange juice. Bob ordered ham and eggs. As we sat down to wait, I began sipping my orange juice and discovered it was a Tang-like drink - disappointment! But I immediately recalled I’d read or heard about that possibility, and mentally kicked myself for not making sure the orange juice was not simply orange-colored liquid. Next, when I picked up the sugar container to add some sugar to my coffee, I noticed a fly was buzzing around in it on top of the sugar. After releasing the fly from its sweet prison, I decided I’d trade that container for a flyless one on an adjoining empty table. After a short wait, our number was called, and we went to pick up our breakfasts on a huge tray. The huevos rancheros were swimming in a pool of tasty, just-right degree of spicy ranchero sauce, with refried beans and fresh corn tortillas on the side. Bob enjoyed his more Americanized breakfast of ham, eggs over medium, hash browns, and wheat toast. The total tab came to 122 pesos, or $12.20.

Rosa’s is open every single day from 6 AM to 9 PM, for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, serving a selection of both Mexican and American foods. The menu also includes desserts, beer, wine, and famous margaritas. They have a marked no-smoking section. We would return to Rosa’s, but I won’t order orange juice, and I will carefully check the sugar before shaking some out in my coffee.