Nothing says America like some barbequed meat! And nothing says Alaska like fresh king salmon. This year, to celebrate America's birthday in Juneau, I grilled up the Fiddlehead's recipe for a grilled salmon sandwich, including their zesty tartar sauce.
In Alaska, once you turn 65, someone can fish your daily limit for you, known as proxy fishing (also applies for blind or disabled people). That's where I got this filet: someone had fished as my boss' proxy, and he generously shared the love!
I marinaded the salmon using the Fiddlehead's King John Marinade. Vermouth, olive oil, lemon juice and seasoning--it's a good one.