My mum was raised without eating pork (they just didn't have it growing up), and my dad saw and heard the abattoir near daily and associates the smell of pork with screaming children.
On the odd weekend when they were both away, us kids would sprint to the store, grab reams of bacon and cook it fast on the sly for a real fry-up. We'd have to air out the house as well afterwards to get rid of the smell, but they'd always know and complain about it when they got back
Protip for if you find a time machine: Charcoal Grill, fire extinguisher, tinfoil, and a pan that'll fit in the grill. Start your grill, get it all hot and stuff, line your pan with foil, drop your bacon on, cover, and check occasionally, flip when needed. DO NOT spill the grease, but if you do that's why the fire extinguisher is here. For best results use thick cut bacon (always).
Keeps the smell outside and it'll be some of the best bacon you've ever had, it's just kiiiind of a fire hazard...
Do what I do, plan for porn, fastfood and beer. In reality you buy a six pack of your old brand, then drink half a beer with a large cheeseburger. Get queasy from the burger and fall a sleep before you manage to play with yourself. Wake up to find that the dog ate your fries and got diarrhea, which you slept through on account of the beer. Now clean up dog diarrhea with hangovers while swearing that you'll never drink half a beer.
LPT: disable the roomba before sitting down, and make sure that the dog has been walked...
Just to add to this. Take a nice shower, eat something light, wear comfy cloths, and take your trip. Stay safe, enjoy, and have bottle of water with you :)
Mushrooms are sold in head shops in Oakland, California. I understand that to be the case in a number of cities. You may be able to make your way to one of them.
I watch horribly artsy movies or put speed runs on the big TV, blast music aloud, I order a pizza, and I consume the substances you don't find appealing, and I wear the same clothes the entire time without changing
In that situation I make myself a half-rack of pork ribs in the slowcooker.
Wife doesn't actually mind this, she just doesn't care for pork ribs herself and I don't feel like making her a separate meal when I'm indulging my inner carnivore.