Little white lies
Midnight Sun Sam was talking to someone who works at a city cafe who told him that the cafe's orange juice came out of a bottle, but the staff was supposed to insist that it was fresh squeezed.
I remember once when I was reviewing I asked the waitress which salad dressings were homemade. She whispered, "Don't tell anybody, but all of them but our house dressing." (Of course, I ended up telling 150,000 people.)
Especially these days when menus are so into listing the provenance of each and every ingredient, I wonder how many of them fudge things. I bet quite a few, but maybe I'm too cynical.
Plus, the lines are getting fuzzier. I think some restaurants genuinely think their bread is homemade if they get the frozen dough and bake it themselves.