For all you older folks out there, I’m sure you remember when online chat first became a “thing”. It was nothing like the dating apps are today, you’d actually have to log into an online room full of other strangers, and there would be multiple conversations all going on at once. So being the boy crazy teens we were, me and best friend Trish may have “borrowed” her aunts computer for a little chat entertainment.
Next thing you know we were making plans to meet up with these two local boys from North Carolina that had just finished up in the army. We were out visiting her Uncle and Aunt on vacation so why not…. We actually told our mothers (who were traveling with us) that we met them while at the tanning salon. Brilliant lie right? Because that’s normally where boys hang out, in tanning salons. Either way the lie worked and lucky for us they weren’t murderers (lesson to all you kids out there, don’t do as I do).
But like all bad lies, you eventually get caught, and we did, her uncle threw us under the bus when he heard the story and then our mothers flipped a lid. We got the do you know what could have happened lecture, followed by the what were you thinking talk.
Moral of the story, come up with better lies. KIDDING MOM!!!!!
But here is one thing I won’t lie about, and that is that these salmon cakes are easy peasy lemon squeezy, AND you probably have everything on hand to make them right now.
1 can of Wild Salmon
1 tbsp. ground flaxseed (you could also sub ground pumpkin seeds)
1 small white onion or 2 green onions choppedSalt and pepper to taste
1 tsp. dill
1 tbsp. of olive oil
First, open your tin of salmon, drain and then break apart into a medium sized bowl.
Toss in the remaining ingredients and mix until fully combined.
Using a 1/4 cup scoop, form into 4 round patties, and smush down a little so they resemble a burger patty.
Over medium heat, toss the olive oil into your frying pan, then once hot add in your salmon. Cook for about 5 minutes per side, or until they are a nice golden brown.
Perfect snack for when you’re on the run to a tanning salon (insert winky face here).