Poached Mahi and DIY Projects

You can't go wrong poaching fish, at least I haven't found a way. I unpacked my ceramic fish poacher (click link for a more detailed description about the poacher and how I use it; you can also poach fish with various other methods and containers on the stove top). and decided to try it in my new home. I thawed a thick piece of mahi I purchased from Ingles grocery in the frozen section. Leaving the skin on (helps hold the fish together when cooked) I cut the fish in serving sized pieces and placed them in the poacher. I cut up mushrooms, fresh ginger, 1/8 red onion and yellow and orange bell pepper into small pieces and sprinkled over the top of the fish.

I added one cup of white wine, one quarter cup of white balsamic vinegar, and drizzled some honey and spicy red pepper sauce over the top. I covered the poacher and placed in a cold oven set to 400 F. I baked the fish for half an hour. Meanwhile I cooked the rice. Serve immediately and drizzle the vegetables mixture over the top of the fish and on the rice if you like. I have a goal to  make some dishes I can present my recipes here. I never seem to keep any of my own pottery to use; I need to change that.

In other news, we sold the motor home yesterday. Gary is in Florida with three people interested in our bus, keep your fingers crossed for the bus to find a new home. The other day we found a used furniture store and picked up a few items for a our new home.

Perusing Pinterest, (you can follow me there) I found some ideas for a few do-it-yourself furniture projects. Like up-cycling an old door for a headboard and using pallet wood for furniture. Things are falling into place slowly but surely. Thanks for reading and for all your comments.

UPDATE:  The bus just sold, yippee, we are so lucky this week !!!

Psychic Readings by Linda

Admittedly we're looking for the best motorhome for the least amount of money, but come on, can't you pick up your clothes and ring out the washcloth before you let us come to look. We've been madly looking for a motorhome to travel to the Clay and Blogs show in North Carolina, then up to New Hampshire to visit Gary's cousin. We have looked high and low and every one we've seen has been in pitiful shape. Gary asked one guy if the motorhome leaked, he answered very seriously, "Only when it rains".


Once we get back from our Eastern seaboard trip, we plan to use the motorhome to to to art festivals. We figured we'd have the motorhome as a place of respite where Gary and I can take turns during the shows. Since I have a bad back I can periodically take a break from the long show while Gary mans the booth and then he can do the same. We thought we found a good one and drove 2.5 hours one way to look at it today. I was glad I brought my foam mattress so I could lie down for a minute or two half way to look at the motorhome to realign my back.


The guy told us the motorhome was really clean and everything worked and gave us the address. When we got close by we drove up and down the road and couldn't find the house. Gary called him and he said it's the place that says Psychic Readings. Gary and I stared at each other with that knowing look.

We didn't want to make any judgements and had already driven all that way so we made a U turn, and went back down the road. As we pulled in we saw the sign said Psychic Readings by Linda. I started laughing hysterically saying it was either going to be a really good or really bad motorhome. A sign on their door said no photography otherwise I would have snapped a photo of the sign. We were so disgusted when we left, I forgot about taking the photo anyway. Needless to say, we're still looking.

We've come to the conclusion we sold the only two good rigs in Florida and we've been kicking ourselves ever since. We're not really sure why we sold them when we knew we planned on traveling up the Eastern seaboard this fall, somehow I don't think we were thinking clearly at the time.

The dead tree marks the spot we turned down a country lane for a pit stop. Looks a bit like the fickle finger of fate, doesn't it? Along the way I saw the really cool pedestrian tunnel. Further down the road we saw a bike rider and it looked like his dog was riding on the back. As we got closer we noticed it was a fur dangling from his hat. I think it was a real fox fur and I was pretty disgusted with that thought.


Last night the electricity went off and we had a huge storm with sheet lightening (photo courtesy of Wikipedia) that lasted literally all night long, wonder what tonight will bring? Oh well, tomorrow's another day.