Instead of plain ol' PB&J, so plain that it has an acronym that I've used for the first time in my life ever, I made a peanut sandwich with honey, which I've done before, but not for a long time.
To make it different, instead of toasting the bread, I fried the sandwich. A little oil in the cast-iron skillet, heat it up for a few minutes per side, and voila! Comfort food.
Not that I need a lot of comforting when I have so much time on my hands that I'm playing around in the kitchen and writing about it on the Internet.