The Mountain and the Tree

I've never yet come across a hotel that isn't willing to meet even very complicated sets of dietary needs at their lunchtimes or dinnertimes, although they do occasionally screw up.
Willing, perhaps. Able, no. At a union conference in Torquay, for which friend_of_tofu and I were in a pre-booked hotel, and where we had given proper dietary notice three months in advance, we still got the wrong things, up to and including breakfast delivered to our room which contained sausages and bacon. (We're both vegetarian.) In the end, we ate out whenever possible, and told the union not to pay that portion of our bill.