Captain’s Table

Qi has a wonderful port side galley that runs two metres along side the engine room. I love it although I have difficulty reaching some of the cupboards and the captain teases me that he’ll get me a stool, (and he has). It is fantastic on a port tack when all the ingredients and equipment stay against the side of the hull. But my first experience of cooking at sea was on a starboard tack and in all honesty it was like a scene out of the movie Poltergeist. Food, pots, knives and bottles were flying everywhere with intrinsic conviction to destroy me. Discovering the advantages of the blue suction mats was my redemption. Now, confident of my personal safety in the galley I am able to experiment as once enjoyed at anchor or in a land lubber’s kitchen. The captain calls me a ‘feeder’ which is complimentary because I call him an ‘eater’. My natropathy training and vegetarian lifestyle ensures we are eating healthy food. As the captain is no stranger to this type of fare he has adapted quickly to my cooking, albeit, not as spicy as he is accustomed. He is still losing weight even with second helpings. Any crew or visitor can rest assured that no one will starve on Qi.

One of Hagai’s feasts

Hagai and Ori have fitted in well with the boat’s routine and cuisine. Hagai is a vegan unless he can catch his own meat – a personal protest to inhumane farming and killing methods. They have been adding to our diet with Middle-eastern delights and Hagai is keen to add fish to the table. I will pass on this but it is exciting for everyone else when the fishing reel begins to spin. So far he has successfully brought in two out of five hooked tuna. Two others got as far as the deck and then in a last ditch effort for freedom, unhooked themselves. One other got away when a large wave jerked the boat and the line.

 Ori and Hagai are proving to be very sea worthy companions – great for a song at karaoke and they even joined me to see Breaking Dawn part 2 despite the fact that they hadn’t seen any of the other movies. I had offered to go on my own but was pleased when everyone decided to join me. I am pretty impressed with them all especially, my captain. What a guy, sitting through a chick flick with me. He knows how to keep his first mate happy. And the good thing about being ‘in’ with the captain is that I always get to dine at the Captain’s table.

Our fine crew, a little worn from five days of sea sickness

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