The answer is quite clear. Life is shit, and more than likely you'll never attain the best of anything. I have a good job, have money saved, have a beautifully neurotic cat, haven't been shot by the police or a fellow black man, know how to cook, etc. Yet across the board I realize I could be better in every aspect. I could have a better job/promotion, I could have more money saved, I could have a perfect cat, etc. Yet I'm not catching feelings because ultimately I'm on solid ground.
I apply the same to chicken parm. Yea, there's probably some racist Italian grandmother out there who makes perfect chicken parm. But I'll never meet her. I'm perfectly content to have solid chicken parm. Not the best, not the worse, not even middle tier - above average, a solid to good plate. That's what you get at Olive Garden. You can chase perfection all you want, but sooner or later you'll settle down with a decent woman, have average kids, buy a minivan, and enjoy the small things in life so much you don't even think about what could have been. Yea you could have married Jessica Alba and been a billionaire, but instead you have people who love you and little league baseball games to coach. And when your son hits the ball - it won't be a homerun or an RBI, just a hit that travels a couple feet - you'll be able to celebrate with a nice serving of chicken parm at Olive Garden.