The Fishermen's and Seamen's Memorial Chapel. It sounds like it's named after the local union, but this Catholic mass is the real deal. Tucked in behind Alioto's and Fisherman's Grotto No. 9, the chapel has no neon, no blaring recordings of cackling old gold miners. This is where charming architectural design meets practical religious functioning. Boats are blessed.
Guidance is received.
I'm not sure how many people leave the FSMC walking on water, but the opportunity is always there. Even with God, it's all about location, location, location, and this sanctuary by the sea is reminder enough that, down here, real lives are on the line every day. No pleasant, charmed-up grottos here. See the waiting conveyer belts of the processing equipment looking as if borrowed from a factory line for cream-filled desserts. Then glimpse some real laborers hosing down everything in sight, because by the time you get there, their day is just about over.