As well as the man who danced with his wife, Tonja, Matthew and Zebo the schnoodle, my grand dog, live in Chicago.
The little farmers' market at Glenwood is held every Sunday near the Morse EL stop.
The cheeses in the US are marvellous and to us Australians remarkably well priced, unlike bread which can be quite sweetish, fairly unpalatable and expensive. San Francisco sour dough excepted and apologies to the artisan breads available which we did not taste. Expensive nevertheless. Bakers are obviously much better paid than cheese makers which is a surprise.
If you click on the photo and enlarge it you will see in the right hand corner many hued eggplants not seen in OZ much.
A Mexican music and dance troupe at the Glenwood weekend festival, all free concerts and shows.
An attractive singer with a large body and an even larger voice, singing cabaret, The Ubique Theatre, which does cabaret near the Heartland Cafe at Morse, unfortunately did not have any shows on while we were in Chicago but we caught this free act at the weekend festival.
This drunk woman I think must have been someone before she hit the bottle. She kept wanting to be part of the show, especially the singing. As she sashayed and moved in an animated manner, she kept calling out that she too had sung on Broadway. I believed her, but was so saddened by how looks and talent can evaporate.
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