I’m sure that with this first shot, many of you will be able to tell where this is.
If that elevated hint wasn’t enough.
And then there’s this. It was pretty cold out there, I can affirm. But the 2nd row seats were great.
In the last few months I have learned about the esoterica of Chicago.
For example, I now know that when I order a hot dawg (I believe that’s the correct transliteration), you should tell them to “drag it through the garden“. No, really. That’s what people say and the guy behind the counter doesn’t blink.
I am fairly certain that the use of ketchup is strongly frowned upon if not outright verboten.
Also, continuing with the mysteries, this is, apparently, how you eat popcorn: cheddar and caramel… together… at the same time… simultaneously. Garrett’s Popcorn seems to be the best. US HERE – UK… ummm…. sorry.
It’s a mysterious place, but it’s my kinda town, Chicago is.
Too bad about the current… well… never mind. I’ll consign that to mystery.
This player of legend is, however, no mystery.
When I shot that, yesterday evening, it happened to be the 3rd anniversary of the passing of the former Archbishop of Chicago, Francis Card. George (+ 17 April 2015). He is greatly missed. Do say a prayer for the repose of his soul. Perhaps there will soon be a statue of him in a prominent place.