To some extent I can understand the author's sentiment. Compared to many Protestant churches I've attended, Catholic parishes often feel less homey. Sometimes the music is poor and the homily is rambling and no one says a word to me other than during the sign of peace. If it's an emotional experience that I seek, then my experience has taught me that I can find this easily at a Protestant church. The worship music and inflection of the pastor's voice are often timed perfectly so as to maximize my emotional high. As a woman who sees the world through her emotions, I've often been truly tempted by the emotional comfort provided by such churches. (Full disclosure: I paradoxically also find them to be silly because many that I've attended look exactly like this: www.youtube.com )
BUT within the Catholic Church I've discovered a family in the Christians who've come before me. The Catholic Church is home, whether it feels like it or not, because Christ made Her that way. She preserved early Christianity from heresies gallore and continues to proclaim orthodox Christian doctrine to this day. She scoffs at relativism and has the audacity to assert that the Lord of all, the very essence of being, can truly be made present in ordinary bread and wine. In a world that waxes philisophical and searches for more and more complex answers to explain our experience (Absurdism, Richard Rorty, Solipsism etc.) the Church claims that the simplest answer (and the one most in line with our human experiences and inclinations) is the correct one: Realism. And because we can determine what something is, we can also determine the purpose of said thing. Or to put it another way, we can derive an "ought" from an "is."
My experience as a Catholic has taught me that my feelings about reality don't change reality, and therefore I've learned to seek what is true rather than what feels true. CS Lewis articulated this well when he said, "If you look for truth, you may find comfort in the end; if you look for comfort you will not get either comfort or truth only soft soap and wishful thinking to begin, and in the end, despair.”