Inspired, uninspired...

Inspired: (by kittymaru's return to her piano) I got out my violin yesterday and played it briefly. The A string is in pretty desperate need of replacement (it is very sour) and my fingers are slow and clumsy, let alone my brain in the reading of music, but I shall attempt to perservere. (er, I have no idea how to spell that?)

Also, the magic of the internet has led me to gaze upon the wonder of Northanger Abbey socks. They have gargoyles!

Uninspired: I go through phases where I quite like one sort or another of food, and enjoy the whole cooking dinner thing and find food interesting. And then I'll go through the opposite phase, where every meal I can think of feels like "I just did that" and nothing is quite inspiring. Yesterday, I did a slightly more minimalist reprise of yellow soup, which grauwulf admitted to thinking excellent last time (see comment below link...) and this time it got a sigh from him and a "Some day, I'd like to have something normal for dinner."

Of course, I think one dish things made out of whatever's in the kitchen that tastes good combined are normal. He thinks boxed meals or pork chops and potatoes baked with olive oil are normal. We can meet in the middle on spaghetti, but there's only so much spaghetti one can eat... So I'm curious: What is "normal" food in your household?