Well, the sandwiches were good but I don't think there was anyone in the place listening to the young woman sing other than us. I'm not sure the diners would be any more attentive to a 70-year old singing songs of the sea, but who knows? I could always launch into the Lincoln Park Pirates or Fresh-Water Whaling.

I'm secured our day passes on the Blue Line for Tuesday's foray, and a detailed chart of downtown Chicago. Nothing can go wrong!

Cheerily,
Charley Noble