I like food. Unfortunately, I have no motivation or energy. As such, dinner for me is usually the exact same dish for weeks on end, because it requires one step, nonperishable and cheap ingredients and about 14 minutes, and I have little to no chance of fucking it up.
Also, eating out in this country can burn a week's wages in a single dinner, and I don't even have a job. And that's just if you can manage to find any place that serves real food! The native populace is deeply suspicious of spices, vegetables, and flavor in general... I recently overheard someone asking a shop clerk if they knew any good restaurants nearby. The clerk asked what kind of cuisine they were looking for, and the man simply replied "meat".
Also, we have no freezer, a crowded kitchen space, and one of those little college beer fridges shared between two people. One of whom is on the keto thing, which means we make and eat our meals entirely separate (I tried, man. It's just not worth it). So food storage is at a premium, and I can't just make a colossal stew on a day when I have energy to be frozen and portioned out afterwards.
On the bright side, I live in what probably passes for a ghetto around here, and the large immigrant population means I have access to actual ingredients... Seriously, the "normal" grocery stores in this country tried to claim customer service when they started individually packaging leeks with all the greens chopped off.
Good god I need to go to Italy...