Fish heads, fish heads, roly poly fish heads

My birthday this year was relatively low-key as we were expecting Henry to arrive at any moment. But I was treated to a lovely birthday lunch at the Pelican Fishery and Grill with Laramie, John and our dear friend Jenn Backler from Toronto, as well as an at-home pizza dinner in the evening.

Lunch was delicious and the company was divine but the highlight was definitely this birthday surprise that arrived at the table accompanied by our senior citizen server singing "Happy Birthday" with his server colleague accompanying him on a guitar that he took down from the wall:


Yes, this is an actual fish head. The restaurant is attached to a fish market so our server went next door and put this gem together. Apparently, this is a daytime treat because the evening staff doesn't share this sense of humour. For the record, we all loved it. They said we could take it home and I briefly debated it to show Max but I just couldn't fathom what this would have looked like after a week in our green bin.