Thanks, GB! Had a lot of fun at the market despite our tribulations getting there (be nice if they offered detour information when they shut down streets in Chicago!)
Tried the eyeball taco again just to see if I was crazy the first time or if I still kind of liked it. I still kind of like it and would order it again - don't get why people find it so challenging; it's kind of like eating neckbones. Almost grossed out my compatriots, though!
Should have taken photos of the food, but instead I offer this one:
Inside the somewhat austere market office (which, if you're dying in the heat, is open during the market) the only other decoration is stevez's poster stuck to the inside wall with tape.
Had a lot of fun eating quesadillas and sopes, and learning the Maxwell-St-scooch: the sope was so big it couldnt be picked up, so I had to eat it by pushing an edge past the front edge of the plate, and picking the plate up to my face, and biting it off. I can hear the horror resonating up from Argentina right now...
Interesting conversation with the herb/vegetable plant vedors right at the Roosevelt front of the market. I saw some chilis that were similar in shape to habaneros, and asked if they were spicier or less spicy than habaneros. They said they were manzano chilis, and apparently are WAAAY more spicy than habaneros (they told me that serranos would be much milder, if I was looking for a mild chili.)
Reports of the Market's death have been greatly exaggerated. Not only was every section packed with a stall, there was live music every so often, and most of the stalls I remember were back - though I still couldn't find my beloved motalayo...