Once during a job I got quite addicted to Marie Callender's chicken pot pies and the small ones would still take about 5 minutes to cook so I'd go in early so I wouldn't be taking up the microwave for 5 minutes while people were waiting around but then the smell would permeate the office. No one complained but I always heard "What is that delicious smell?" Every single day, and it was the same smell, and comment was coming from the same woman. I told her every time "Chicken pot pie"
Once she asked and didn't even stick around to hear the answer. I couldn't help myself and started singing softly to myself "It's priest...try a little priest..."