Once or twice a month I get to go, with a friend who has a car, to a sing (note above-the-line relevance), put on by a group called Three Sheets to the Wind, at a Mexican restaurant & bar in Gloucester, Massachusetts called Jalapeño's. I always have one of their lavish taco plates. The other folks, as you might guess from their name & the town, have maritime backgrounds, and they are an amenity in themselves: they like each other and enjoy each other's company. They and the waitresses are exceptionally courteous. A splendid way to spend a late afternoon & early evening.