After my adventures in the Art Institute I set out for the Pauline bookstore and other errands, and finally St John’s. The funny thing about travelling as a nerdy Catholic in Chicago is that because the terrain is so flat, and the churches generally so large and Gothic (at least, the urban ones) that steeples are everywhere when you look out. I like this very much.
Taste of Chicago! Expensive, didn’t taste much, except nondescript pizza. (Sorry, Miss Connie.)
$8.50 for 12, but when a half-slice is 5 coupons and a bottle of pop is 7…
Breaded steak? USA.
It’s possible to get a sense for which steeples are Catholic and which are not. This wasn’t, but it led to an open and unattended chapel. This is St Andrew’s Chapel at St James’ Cathedral of the Episcopal Diocese of Chicago.
So lovely and hermit-y.
Look it that altarpiece!
Some stained glass.
Candles at the Marian shrine bit. Yep, Marian.
Below this is the inscription, “Blessed art thou among women…”
Thought it was very funny that the Cathedral proudly sits at 666 Rush Street.
What was this???
Holy Name!
Its hidden garden and grotto… And its pigeons.
the lexical form 
