My ABBA memory. When I was working in the oilfield in Argentina we ate our evening meals at a local restaurant, which during the year plus I was there, played Chiquitita in Spanish every day. Perhaps that was the only song the restaurant played. I will always associate ABBA’s Chiquitita with milanesa, pollo a la suiza, steak, good red and white wine, tomato salad, and flan with dulce de leche. We also got ABBA and more at the disco across the street from our staff house.