Canned salmon just gets in my head.
Circumstances brought me back here from Tuscaloosa for a few months some...geez, a long time ago. I grabbed a job at Eagle's Landing Golf Club. Head's greens keeper, of all things. While it wasn't salmon, I took a can of tuna and crackers with me A LOT. Perfect thing to eat as the heat was moving in (and by that time I was playing golf.)
(I laugh thinking about this...had my own cart with a cooler, my clubs, herbicide and pesticide, maybe a rake depending on the day. By the time the GM got there at sun up I was on the back nine watering, while playing, while spraying weeds, and watering. They had a pumphouse that pulled all the water out of the reservoir...it was basically three holes at a time. Great "college" fill in job...TOS was just kicking about then.)