This abalone shell sat under a bush next to the pool at my grandparents house for as long as I can remember. My grandfather used to take abalone off the California coast, they were so plentiful you could pry them off the boulders at low tide. This was back decades ago before they were scarce.
After my grandparents passed, I took this shell as a reminder of family, fun times, and good food.
As it turns out, it was perfect for making a plaster mold for abalone dishes. This is just the first, many more to come.