Wow Bob, I'm really truly envious. I don't know where you find the space for all of that stuff, but with the three kids (and tiny dog) we're packed to the gills. As with all things on a boat, as Stephen (Catigale) says, it's got to have two uses, so I repurpose my wine bottle as a wine glass

The admiral is Mormon so there's never a fight about that.
I do intend to figure out fishing and lobster pots eventually. I know we've got plentiful rock lobster here locally, and I love it, so I'll go with some of my lobstering buddies and figure out how to bring home bacon of the sea. There's nothing drinkable here in SoCal--even if it's fresh, its foul, so we have to take water with us.
As a mormon, the admiral grew up with crazy camping skills, like bringing pre-made pancake batter that just needs water in a ziplock bag (add water and shake) and frying up pancakes in the pot after bacon, making ice-cream onboard by shaking milk, vanilla, and sugar in a sandwich-size ziplock bag inside a freezer size ziplock bag that has ice and salt. It turns into ice-cream in a bag in about five minutes of shaking. Mormons are really good at incorporating modern technology like ziplock bags into old skills like camping. She just plans out meals for the entire trip, makes it all at the house in advance, and we take it aboard when we go. We always run out just about exactly when the trip ends. By that time, all the storage has been turned into trash storage, as Sum says--it never takes more space going out than it took going in.
One day I'll have my sea-house. Until then, I've got my sea-camper.
Matt