The serving staff tried to shoo us out of the dining room by telling us to come back when it opened for breakfast. We stood our ground, refusing to leave hungry. Eventually some cellophane-wrapped green taco shells were found for us. We reluctantly accepted this offering and were just about to set off again when we spied a tray of freshly-baked sultana and cherry scones on a distant table. This was more like it! We hurried over, stole a good selection, then made our escape.