While I do it for money a little, perhaps, the deeper truth here is that I really don't care what I eat. Or no: I'm picky about a fair number of foods--I like and dislike different foods differently. But I eat because eating is something I have to do--like breathing--so I don't care to spend much effort on eating beyond eating things I like instead of those I dislike. I'm just as happy to go to a McDonalds as I am going to a $50/meal restaurant.
Other people say they feel sorry for me missing out on a world of culinary delight, but hey, it's one less thing to occupy my time when I have ten million other things I want to do.