Working Lunch

While in Bergen, we rode a funicular cable car up to Floeyen and grabbed lunch.

Bergen ordered Norwegian prawns. The rest of us ordered the exact same thing.

And if Bergen ever decided to jump off a cliff, we would all jump, too.

Anyways, here's the before:

Four bowls full of peachy-orange prawns arrived, and we got to work tugging, shucking, and twisting the shells off of our lunch.

It was delicious.

And from the perspective of a Norwegian prawn, completely woeful and tragic.


Heard later while heading back down into Bergen...

B: Guys, I think there's some shrimp underneath my fingernail.
M: Save it for a snack later.