Loving to cook

My mom was not the world's greatest cook. I am serious about this. It bears repeating. She was not a great cook. In her younger years she could bake a pretty good pie. But that kind of went by the wayside when she started getting sick.
Mom would go through phases in which she cooked the same thing alot. Alot.
My oldest sister said she went through tuna casserole phase and to this day she is none to thrilled by even the sound of that meal.
My next oldest sister was caught in the scalloped potato phase. She eats those rarely now. Having had more than her fill growing up.
I got the goulash phase. My husband really likes the stuff. Kids at school and even the staff will eat on goulash days.
Me? I would rather have wisdom teeth pulled and a dry socket develop. Thank you very much.
I sometimes wonder how many phases I go through with food.
When I was pregnant with our middle child, I remember asking George if he would like carrots for a change. George's reply was something like "how about we not have carrots for a change?"
There have been times of lots of chicken. Not because it is cheaper, but because I like it so. Same with anything with cheese. I think we all became a bit constipated once with all the cheese in our diet.
So what is the current gastonomic phase in our house? Hmmm. It could be anything right now. I am in a cooking mood and just about anything could be cooking. Got any ideas?