Merchandise Mart

The Shamrock Club

The Shamrock Club (Chicago), © 2014 Celia Her CityThe Brown Line snakes through River North toward the Merchandise Mart on a frigid day.  The temperature is lifting toward zero in a city snoozier than usual, one just beginning to stir after a paralyzing storm.

The backside of buildings opposite the Mart comes into view as the train snakes along. Snow outlines their fire-escapes, a perilous set of spiral stairs, garbage waiting to be collected by crews that, because of the weather, probably won’t arrive.  The normally bright windows of the design lofts are dark, their workers safe at home on a dangerously cold day.

A midget compared to the other buildings, the Shamrock Club is at the center of the scene.  In the perpetual shadow of the Mart, the dive bar asserts its presence professionally, its red doors cheery, its sign channeling some deep strain of Chicago history.

Given its tiny capacity, one may need the luck of the Irish to get a seat at the bar.  For the Shamrock has many denizens.  According to Time Out Chicago, “Strangers are regarded with suspicion here, so stay away from the regulars until you become one yourself.”



We were at the Mart shopping for a kitchen sink when I noticed that the showroom we were in had a marvelous view.

We continued looking at sinks.  I looked up, and suddenly the sky looked like this:

Cloudburst over Chicago, © Celia Her City

A Chicago rooftop during a cloudburst, © 2013 Celia Her City

Five minutes later.

View of west River North from an upper floor of the Merchandise Mart, Chicago © 2013 Celia Her City

A view from the Mart just after a rain, © 2013 Celia Her City

View north from the Merchandise Mart just after a rain, © 2013 Celia Her City

As I watched, I saw the train that I take to work running through River North.

The Brown Line train, seen from an upper floor of the Mart (Chicago), © 2013 Celia Her City

That was the most exciting part, I think.

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A moment by the Mart

A moment by the Mart

I happened to be driving along Wacker Drive this evening, and, for once, was truly happy to have to stop for a red light.

I seldom come this way in a car, and this was my one chance to take a picture of the repairs underway on the historic Wells Street Bridge.  Not only did the Merchandise Mart look terrific, as always, but I managed to take a picture of the huge crane that has been used to hoist the massive prefabricated sections of the bridge in place.

The Wells Street Bridge was an engineering marvel when first built in the 1920s.  It is a double-decker draw bridge that carries both car traffic and, on its upper level, the elevated train.  Now most of the bridge is in need of repairs, so traffic has been cut off for a number of days, while old components are removed and the new ones put in place.

People grumble about the inconvenience.

The first phase of the work was completed Monday, as you can see from the el train that is crossing.  The second phase, which will be to replace the south section of the bridge, will require another closing and is scheduled to take place some time next month.

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