Chalice glimmers like a silver cup raised in quiet celebration, its roots flowing all the way back to the Latin calix, meaning “goblet.” Over centuries the word slipped into Old French and then English, carrying with it images of holy communion, Arthurian quests for the Grail, and stories of hearts being filled to the brim. As a given name, Chalice has danced on and off American birth charts since the 1940s—never common, always intriguing—much like a hidden chapel tucked behind a bustling plaza. People who hear it often picture shimmering candlelight, ritual, and a touch of medieval romance, yet the name also feels fresh and modern, thanks to that bright “Chal” opening and playful “-is” finish. Parents choose it for daughters they imagine as vessels of joy, grace, and maybe a little daring sparkle. In short, Chalice is a rare vintage that still tastes delightfully crisp—raising a toast to faith, imagination, and a life brimming with possibility.