lulu, good word, soporific. karma comin' for a good word du jour.
ayrton, what you call bored, we call the munchies.
for me, comfort food comes in 2 types.
the first and most important one is the kind that mom made, that i'd look forward to on the way home from a cold, rainy camping trip. or all banged up after a game.
one that i remember the most fondly was mom's pot roast braised with onions, carrots, and celery; and of course the ubiquitous mashed spuds. another was her chicken parm. i loved it so much that even after having my wisdom teeth pulled, i was not going to be denied it even once. so i popped a breast, some water and some spaghetti with sauce into a blender and had a chicken parm shake for dinner that night.
the last one, of which i'm sure no one else here has even heard of it, is lobscaus (sp?). it's a special dish of north sea countries, like norway and northern germany. essentially, my mom's version was a lot like corned beef hash blended with leftover meats/fishes and veggies and mashed potates, served with a fried egg on top.
the other type of comfort food to me, a more loose definition of the term, is when i get to re-visit a special restaurant that i once frequented (or continue to but have been absent from). the thing that makes it comforting is that usually the place makes a favourite dish that is unique, or that they make far better than anyone else. or that the place brings back fond memories, sorta like your hometown "cheers" pub.