The point is, you get to eat something nice.
Why does everything have to have a point, anyway? Why can't it just be?
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No, I'm describing my feelings when I say 'what's the point?', not denying that others may feel differently.
I just find the business of creating a meal only to sit down on one's own to eat it rather depressing. My feelings may be influenced by my period living alone a few years back, when mealtimes were infinitely depressing. :-(