Some might find cooking for one depressing, sad, and, overall, difficult, but I find the experience the exact opposite. I think it's liberating, inspiring and very easy-- much easier than cooking for two or more people.
I recently made dinner for just me and, while discussing the experience with a friend, extolled the virtues of cooking for one. First, you can choose whatever your heart (and tummy) desires. No need to worry about what someone else might like or not like-- it's what ever YOU want. Second, you can control the portion. A recipe can be easily adjusted to accommodate just one serving, but I highly suggest just winging it. There's something special about tossing together a meal for yourself that's made up of a handful of this and a dash of that. And lastly, cooking for one means the only judgement comes from yourself-- no anxious thoughts about what the other person/people might think.
When you're the only judging the ratings should always be high.
For example, not everyone loves shrimp, so when I made shrimp for myself I didn't have to worry about anyone else-- it was all about me.
I sautéed those shrimp in some butter with no worries about others judging my liberal use of butter.
After removing the shrimp, I melted some more butter and wilted down a couple generous handfuls of fresh spinach while a pot of spaghetti bubbled on the other burner...
As an after thought, I tossed a handful of pine nuts in with the spinach and butter and allowed it to cook until the spinach was nice and wilty. Then the shrimp went back into the pan along with the spaghetti. Everything got tossed with a healthy handful of Parmesan cheese and some fresh ground pepper until it all came together.
Who says cooking for one isn't fabulous?
I feel sorry for them.