What does James Bond have for breakfast? Kippers? Frosties? Lucky charms? A Russian dissident with a lousy shot? Pussy Galore?
The answer is: we'll never know. Nor will we ever find out what brand of muesli Moneypenny brunches on, how Q likes his eggs or if M ever sneaks through two bread rolls with his soup.
According to Compass-held caterers Everson Hewett, details of their contract in London's MI6 Building are, in a line KR assumes was lifted straight from The Rock, on a "need to know basis", and discussing it would be breaking the official secrets act.
Of course, the government is spot on with this one. Mislaying laptops is par for the course, letting slip botched plans to assassinate third-world leaders is an excusable end to an after-dinner anecdote, and admitting that the 45 minute timeframe it would take Saddam Hussein to serve us a humble portion of nuke pie was wrong by about eight years is most likely the fault of a dodgy Outlook Express.
But if the government ever let slip anything the public really wanted to know; the correct water-to-Smash ratio, how long to cook a pop-tart, whether spies get first dibs on the custard skin, information that, quite frankly, we couldn't handle, there would be chaos on the streets. Far be it for Caterer to rip the thin veneer of peace with that kind of information.