Ok, let me explain. There is nothing inherently depressing about a Tomato and Mozzarella Quesadillas With Basil . They can be pronounced in funny ways, and this version is particularly delicious with its simple combinations of flavors (think a caprese salad melted between two tortillas).
But it can become depressing when you are me and you love to cook and you won't have a kitchen for a couple months and it's the only thing you can fathom being able to make for dinner, only you would have to locate the panini maker within your piles and piles of crap to even do that. So, delicious meal, depressing because I can't make it.
But what do you think?