Scallops in Maple-Glazed Bacon

Scallops in Maple-Glazed Bacon could be just the gluten free, dairy free, paleolithic, and primal recipe you've been looking for. For 72 cents per serving, this recipe covers 3% of your daily requirements of vitamins and minerals. This recipe makes 24 servings with 121 calories, 5g of protein, and 9g of fat each. A mixture of bacon, fresh chives, sea scallops, and a handful of other ingredients are all it takes to make this recipe so tasty. 7233 people have made this recipe and would make it again. It is brought to you by Framed Cooks. From preparation to the plate, this recipe takes approximately 45 minutes. Overall, this recipe earns a rather bad spoonacular score of 16%. Users who liked this recipe also liked Bacon Wrapped Scallops with Bourbon Maple Glaze, Maple-glazed Bacon, and Maple-Sriracha Glazed Bacon.

Servings: 24

 

Ingredients:

24 bacon slices (try for the center cut variety if you can find it)

Fresh chopped chives for garnish

Fresh ground pepper for garnish

1/2 cup maple syrup

24 sea scallops (the large kind, and ask for dry scallops)

Equipment:

frying pan

pastry brush

toothpicks

wire rack

baking pan

broiler

aluminum foil

tongs

oven

Cooking instruction summary:

1. Partially cook bacon in a large skillet until halfway done. Remove, drain and cool until you can safely handle the bacon.2. Wrap each scallop in bacon and secure with a toothpick. Using a pastry brush, paint all over with maple syrup.3. Turn the broiler on high. Line a rimmed baking pan with foil and place a cooling rack in the pan. Place the scallops on the pan and broil for 2-3 minutes per side, watching them through the door to make sure the bacon isn't burning. After they have cooked for 2-3 minutes on the first side, carefully remove the pan from the oven, turn them over with tongs, and pop them back in for another 2-3 minutes.4. Remove to a serving plate, garnish with chives and pepper and serve at once.

 

Step by step:


1. Partially cook bacon in a large skillet until halfway done.

2. Remove, drain and cool until you can safely handle the bacon.

3. Wrap each scallop in bacon and secure with a toothpick. Using a pastry brush, paint all over with maple syrup.

4. Turn the broiler on high. Line a rimmed baking pan with foil and place a cooling rack in the pan.

5. Place the scallops on the pan and broil for 2-3 minutes per side, watching them through the door to make sure the bacon isn't burning. After they have cooked for 2-3 minutes on the first side, carefully remove the pan from the oven, turn them over with tongs, and pop them back in for another 2-3 minutes.

6. Remove to a serving plate, garnish with chives and pepper and serve at once.


Nutrition Information:

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131k Calories
6g Protein
8g Total Fat
5g Carbs
1% Health Score
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Calories
131k
7%

Fat
8g
14%

  Saturated Fat
2g
19%

Carbohydrates
5g
2%

  Sugar
4g
4%

Cholesterol
21mg
7%

Sodium
263mg
11%

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Protein
6g
13%

Phosphorus
132mg
13%

Selenium
8µg
12%

Manganese
0.18mg
9%

Vitamin B12
0.53µg
9%

Vitamin B2
0.11mg
6%

Vitamin B3
1mg
6%

Vitamin B1
0.07mg
5%

Vitamin B6
0.08mg
4%

Zinc
0.59mg
4%

Potassium
124mg
4%

Magnesium
11mg
3%

Vitamin K
2µg
2%

Vitamin B5
0.19mg
2%

Folate
5µg
1%

Iron
0.24mg
1%

Calcium
11mg
1%

Vitamin A
53IU
1%

covered percent of daily need
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