I'm a busy girl. I've got a full-time job, plus three hours of commuting a day. I'm currently in the process of moving to a new apartment. I've got a social life--a nerdy, nerdy social life. I get tired. So, much as I love to cook, an elaborate meal isn't always in the cards.
But then there are the times when, exhausted as I am, my friends and I simply aren't up for restaurant-hunting. So it was on a recent Saturday night. Six hungry, work-weary nerds, gathered around a dining room table in someone's post-collegiate pad, trying to formulate a satisfying and minimal-effort meal. At that point I reached into my bag o' culinary tricks and pulled out one of the simplest, most satisfying show-offs I know: infused oil.