I'm in a place I don't want to be while it takes me to another place I don't want to be so I can go do things I don't want to do. At least let me do one thing I love along the way.
If all boardroom tables doubled as ping pong tables, people would probably like meetings a lot more. Actually, no they wouldn't. Meetings suck, but at least you could play ping pong after.
If it makes you feel better, you can sniff it and then talk about it like it is wine. "Smoky aroma with a hint of marinara," you say, swirling your glass.