"Made this after a 12-hour shift. Couldn't even find the garlic press so I just smashed it with a mug. Still tasted great. Ate it standing up. No regrets."
This is essentially aglio e olio — a Roman dish that exists because someone hundreds of years ago also came home knackered and had nothing in the house except garlic and olive oil. It's survived centuries because it works. It's the recipe equivalent of a reliable friend: not flashy, always there, never lets you down. I make it at least once a fortnight when the meal plan has fallen apart and the takeaway budget is spent.