There is something sexy about scallops; they are the Johnny Depp of the ocean. Although not really when they are raw; here is my outdoor eating experience with raw scallops.
On a friend’s boat a couple of years ago, she and her Dad insisted that I eat a raw scallop, seconds after gathering their bounty from the ocean’s floor. It was almost like an initiation, I was being accepted into their hunter-gatherer club so I eagerly accepted. I was stoked to be feeling so “at one with nature” until the thing was in my mouth, at which point I realised the harsh reality of eating what resembled cold chicken liver. All eyes on me, I had to gulp the thing down, making “mmmmm” sounds and smiling. I don’t know if they bought my performance, I’m no actor. I hoped they thought the tears in my eyes were joy but I suspect they saw it for what it was – and probably had a good old laugh about it.
Just to clear things up, this experience has never put me off cooked scallops.
Here is one way to cook them, tomorrow I will post another way in the form of “Seared scallops with chilli and parsley vinegar, fried onion rings and baby cos”.
