Peanut butter sandwiches are inspiring.
After 20 years of loving PB squished between two slices of bread -- in spite of always feeling nauseous after noshing -- it was discovered I am intolerant of the ingredients. It was the end of a romance.
These days I can only enjoy peanut butter sandwiches by drawing them -- often anthropomorphized for some reason.
The ideas keep coming, and I hope I never get full.