So off the main road you make a right at the train track next to the highway and walk down the tracks a short distance to the first food stand and get a papaya salad.
There's a bunch of cops sitting at one table eating and drinking. I befriend them and ask for a picture with them. They happily agree but also hide their beer and refuse to pose. But they do poor me a beer on ice.
They also offer us their food, which best I can tell is heavily marinated raw beef (or pork?) and some delicious greens.
You can see some of their empties off to the side. It's 9AM. A breakfast of champions.