I was a little bit fussy when I was a kid. I hope this Salmon Salad Sandwich proves that those days are long gone.
I’m not saying I was a fussy eater. The only foods I recall having trouble eating were watermelon (texture), sesame seeds (they made me gag), canned mushrooms (the 1970s version squeaked when you chewed) and salmon (I don’t know what I was thinking on that one).
I had a “bring it on” attitude about most food (often a “bring it on again” attitude). So it wasn’t so much the food itself I was fussy about, but how that food was presented.
I didn’t like (nor would I) eat alone. Everybody had their proper place at the dinner table and I didn’t like it when my brother would just sit down at whatever chair was closest. I didn’t like food to touch paper either. So paper plates became a problem for my mother. The 1970s were when paper plates became ingrained in our culture. I’m sure my mother and her dishpan hands were not pleased with my paper phobia.
I was also very fussy about sandwiches.
Let’s set aside the fact that I wouldn’t have eaten this Salmon Salad Sandwich as a kid (as I said I didn’t eat salmon). Instead let’s discuss my attitude about sandwiches in general. As a kid nothing was as fun to me as an open-faced sandwich. It’s sounds ridiculous now but an open-faced sandwich was the height of elegance to this 6 year-old food nerd. Regular kids ate sandwiches with two pieces of bread. Regular kids ate sandwiches with the crusts cut off by their “mommies or daddies”. But I ate open-faced sandwiches and listened to my mother play Cat Stevens on the guitar and do her French homework at the same time.
If for some silly reason my mother forgot about my preference for open-faced sandwiches, then I’d simply pull the sandwiches apart and serve them to myself open-faced. I said I was fussy. I never said I was unyielding. Fortunately my mother (mostly) adhered to the open-faced rule. Though I’m sure she’d deny it, my love of the genre came from my mother, Cat Stevens and the romance of conjugated verbs.
In the emotional rear-view mirror it all seems perfectly charming to me now, but I can see how some folks might consider it a bit “fussy”.
Salmon Salad Sandwich with Green Goddess Dressing
These days I’m still impressed with open-faced sandwiches, but I don’t mind eating regular old sandwiches with two pieces of bread either. Of course salmon has practically become a weekly occurrence at my house. So we often have leftover salmon for sandwiches. Sometimes I still prefer to make myself an open-faced Salmon Salad Sandwich. Just not today. I’d hate for you to think I was fussy. GREG
I’m disappointed that this wasn’t plated on a paper plate 😉
I was a picky kid too, I hated fish. Never grew out of it.
I’ve got a ton of smoked salmon in the fridge, I think I’ll try to make this with some of it, love all the flavors going on in this, Greg!
Okay, the most charming part of this is you eating the open-faced sandwiches (which, for argument’s sake, we now call tartines), your mother listening to Cat Stevens (I was listening to him yesterday) while she conjugated her French verbs. It is a scene from Fellini, is it not? Of course this sandwich will be tasty and perfect. It’s from you.
Yeah, those canned 70’s mushrooms. What was the deal with those things? This sandwich looks great though.
I could never be fussing looking at this wonderful sandwich.
Squeaky mushrooms..haha. I really enjoyed reading this post of yours. Nice.
I sure am loving these sandwiches. They look like such a perfect lunch for today — just need to get my hands on all the ingredients so I can make them!
My kind of sandwich, Greg! Btw, a little fussiness never hurt anybody!
It’s always so much fun reading your posts, Greg. Love them. When we’re fussy about things, I say we just call them quirks. They’re what make us interesting, after all. 😉
Such great flavors in this salmon recipe!
Love everything in this sandwich — Flavor explosion!
I really like your choice of ingredients for your salmon salad sandwich. And by the way, I’m totally stealing your idea of adding sugar snap peas… Lovely photography as usual!
Squeaky mushrooms!
Do you remember the canned asparagus?
It was disgusting, mushy, it would just disintegrate.
We’re so lucky to have the lion’s share of fresh herbs and produce now.
This sandwhich rocks. I have to make it. Thanks, G!
Love the salmon salad.…. although, being also a bit fussy, I would probably eat it with the bread on the side LOL. Canned squeaky mushrooms.… I picked them off of soooo many pizzas. Still do. Fresh, wonderful; canned, rubber erasers.
Isn’t it funny how picky we were as children. I loved canned mushrooms, but hated fresh. I hated onions and green peppers. I think a lot of it had to do with my grandmother cooking every ounce of flavor out of every veggie! Love this sandwich — love the green goddess dressing!
Only you can make a white bread sandwich look elegant and appealing. I had so many “I have to eat things this way or that way” I probably drove people nuts. I really really like when you talk about your mother. It’s warm and cozy and I would have liked her very much.
Greg, that sounds like a wonderful sandwich for spring! I enjoyed reading about your fussy eating days. Open-faced sandwiches? You’d be right at home in Scandinavia.