That is, until I notice a few particular plates getting set in front of me, while a knowing smile sits on Tia's face. I didn't even realize it at first, but the staff member handling my particular dishes is a Griffon. Deviled eggs, seared fish,  -- while it's certainly no hunk of steak, I recognize the hurdles she likely had to go through to get animal products handled on such short notice. I knew the Apples kept cows, but milk was one thing. Eggs? That's some serious pull.