It's a scent that clings relentlessly to hair - even paper, pens, rubber soles. And with each trip I make to the corner of Maxwell and Halsted, I'm increasingly conscious of its potency.
All items are subject to bargaining.
No price on Maxwell Street has ever been etched in stone. The fat kosher hot dogs can't be beat, either. And no onions in the city ever tasted like those on Maxwell Street.