There is a continuum of salmon.* At one end you have a salmon steak, cooked on an open fire after being pulled from the Columbia River earlier in the day (which I had years ago). Somewhere in the middle you have salmon in the supermarket deli or packaged in the freezer as filets. At the other end you have Chicken of the Sea canned salmon, which I had just now.
Ew. Maybe it was because my expectations were too high but it strikes me as the nastiest canned fish option. Words cannot describe it. It's a little like tuna--if tuna were grey and had bits of skin and bone in it.
*I expect this is the case with other foods--beef, pork, tuna, but in this case it was salmon.