I do not like to cook for myself.
I like cooking for der Brucer and myself, but that is a totally different thing.
This last dinner, I was planning on doing something Chinese in style. Der B. nixed that, wanting something warmer (it's been raining).
So I rummaged around the kitchen, and ended up:
Poaching a couple of chicken breasts and mushrooms in chicken stock. When the breasts were cooked through, I added some corn starch to the broth, which made a wonderful gravy.
The gravy also went well over some StoveTop Stuffing Mix. Yes, I used a prefabricated product! Big deal. I modified it some with fresh celery and onion, which I sweated in the butter called for by the mix.
This was all completed with a zucchini that I sauteed, with just a pinch of Chinese five-spice powder. (I had to get my Chinese fix in there somewhere.)
That's what meals are like around our house: I figure out what will work together, and throw it. Usually, it works. If it doesn't, der Brucer tells me, and I don't try that again.