Yes, I do have magic and you’re going to need it if you’re planning to cook some of these amazing dishes I’ve created on a boat, an RV, or in your home. People always ask how on earth did you do this in your RV or on your boat. Well here’s a peek of what I do have and a few of my cooking tools! Actually, I have 3 sets of each…one for the boat in Europe, one for the RV in the USA and one set for my home in Germany (plus a few more toys).
First off both my boat and RV have very limited cooking space!
My kitchen in my home is a bit bigger and a lot more storage for my fun appliances.

Here are the most necessary tools I use in all three of my kitchens! So if you’re heading out for a holiday on a boat or RV you might want to think about taking a few of the following:
- Crockpot (small works well for 2 or 4 people or sauces)
- An immersion blender with attachments and small processor attachment
- Toaster oven (I use a small pan for cooking my cakes, bread, and cookies in this baby)
- Whisk and heavy-duty wooden spoon
- Grater
- Pizza stone
- Pans/dishes that can fit in my crockpot and toaster oven for baking in
- Spices, spices and then some more spices
- All three kitchens have microwaves which I don’t use. My RV has a convection oven which I do use!
- Smoothie blender and,
- most importantly…our grill!
I have to say most meals are your every day, bio meat, salads, and veggies! The thing I try to do is use a robust variety of herbs and seasoning to make each dish a bit different. I like to create something new each day, so I’ll experiment by combining flavors and this brings our everyday dishes to a new level. Now it’s your turn to try your magic with one of my recipes or create your own…just do it!


I'm Melinda Stevens and living the life of a beach bum was inevitable since my father was a lifeguard for the city of Los Angeles. My memories of growing up on John Street in Manhattan Beach, California were filled with joy, excitement and adventures; until my world, as I knew it, fell apart when we moved to Del Mar, California. My father was offered the position as Captain of the lifeguards and we started the slow migration to the small deserted stretch of beach in 1963. At twelve years old, this seemed like the end of my life. Remember, I’m writing with clear hindsight now, ok somewhat clearer… Little did I know this would be the beginning of a new journey and give a bit more clarity to many of the events that led me to this new cooking adventure.
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