Unlike my husband who takes advantage of our vast takeout menu folder on nights that I'm out, I never order in when it's just me. I'm not even sure why. I think in part because I hate dealing with money and tipping (we have a long-standing agreement that I will call in the orders and he'll accept them) and in part because I hate to send the delivery boy out, often into the rain or cold, with one little meal. Not to mention the terrible guilt I feel seeing the ludicrous amount of styrofoam and plastic that seems to accompany every meal. And even though there's a perfectly good market a block away, I would usually rather find something - anything - in the fridge or on the shelves than put my shoes on and go to the store. So this pasta is perfect for nights when laziness beats out hunger. Spaghetti, olive oil, lemon juice, lemon zest, parsley, a pinch of salt and grated Parmesan. So simple, so good, so easy, so lazy.