We got a string of nice days last week before early March-like weather returned over the past few days, and I fired up the grill to make scallops. Other than the roasting of the corn, this is a quick and easy meal to put together in under 30 minutes. Makes me feel “summery”, even though its mid-April.
I brushed the corn lightly with melted butter and simply put the ears on the grill over low heat, turning occasionally for about 20 minutes. Then I removed the corn off the cob into a large bowl and scraped off the cob to get a little more of the corn juice/flavor into the beginnings of the salsa.
I added one teaspoon of olive oil, a few squeezes of honey, a big helping of fresh cilantro (chopped), one jalapeno pepper (diced) along with salt and pepper and a dash of balsamic glaze.
I screwed up the scallops a little bit I think. I rinsed/dried them, then made a mistake of coating lightly with olive oil and lemon juice. I’m thinking this move cost me a good searing, but in the end, scallops on the grill do taste pretty good. I just missed the good grill marks (I used a “seafood” grill pan with tiny little holes in it) and crusty texture I like. Live and learn, right? If anyone has a technique for getting a nice sear when grilling, please clue me in.
Plated up with a mixed green salad with a honey/herb vinaigrette. There you have it. Try this out, give it your own spin and let me know how it turns out!
Music for this meal was Fix It from Bob Mould. The song makes me smile, and Bob hits the lyrical mark well with interesting metaphors. Music and food – my equation for peach and tranquility.
Sampling of why it hits me in the sweet spot. Don’t really know why, but I know it when I feel it. Sort of like why I prefer minor chords.
I yell into a paper cone
Pounding on a piece of wood and wires
We all feel the crush of life
I don’t know how anyone survives
Small vibration, once it’s amplified
Can build you up and tear you down
Fly that kite ’til lightning strikes me to the ground
Fix it, fix it, fill it up
Time to fill your heart with love
Fix it, fix it, full enough
Time to find out who you are
Lyrics to “Fix It” by Bob Mould