on that crustacean note... me, my sister, and our friend used to pass by some ghetto looking dive called Miley & Miley's Shrimp Shack, in a ghetto-ish part of Detroit on the way to/ from the clubs. My sister and I always thought that that was a rather unappetizing name for a restaurant, but our friend would BEG to get some shrimp to-go every time she saw it. Goes to show that there is no accounting for taste.