The very next weekend after our elk burger cookout, Uncle Greg came back with some abalone that he got himself from somewhere up near Fort Bragg. Here he is slicing up the abs.
Ella was having fun outside . . .
She was watching the adults pound the abs. You have to pound them really well to get them to be tender. Afterward, Nonna and Uncle Greg breaded and fried the fillets, but I didn't get a picture of that :(
This is Grace at the end of the night--she ate too much abalone and passed out early :)
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