A rose and a taco

Sweet Home Chicago,
and what the thought of old Maxwell Street reminds me of
- long title, sorry -

The Little Prince,
because it is invisible and still essential

That a rose is a rose is a rose,
because things, streets and people are what they are no matter how you call them, where they come from, how long they stay

Aretha Franklin,
because a "Rose is still a rose" no matter how much time passes

The Jewish market,

and a lost battle to save the heritage

Corn tortillas, chilies and tacos,
On a typical visit to the old market, for example, we might feast on freshly roasted corn (50 cents), wonderful freshly grilled steak tacos ($1.00), and freshly peeled mangoes on a stick. We could also listen to free live blues, buy funky old china or clothes, locate a good used book, find interesting spices, and buy fresh roasted unsalted peanuts and inexpensive Islamic baked goods. Among our most memorable purchases were a beautiful Revlon 'glamour' doll from the 1950's, with her complete original outfit ($2.00); a pair of slightly battered but very serviceable high-top roller skates; colorful plastic picnicware from the 1940's - service for six, in it's original box - for $4.00, photographs of blues musicians, and many other interesting paper items such as old Elvis magazines... (more by Barbara Balkin,95)

and

"Joliet" Jake and Elwood Blues, brothers, on their mission from God
(and Ray too, of course)

I´m a Chicagoan now,
thanks to my husband who made me love Chicago through his own soul

YEAH! I feel good...