THE NORWEGIAN KING CRAB PRICE DIARIES

Sitting down with legs crossed from the cabin of precisely the same stout 36-foot trawler he’s owned for 4 a long time, Ingilæ leans the elbow of his smoking hand with a dinette table. He’s donning a conventional Norwegian wool sweater, a gray beanie and black-framed glasses. His facial area is as creased and ruddy when you’d expect from som