It’s so surreal in Seattle.  People totally do brunch here but not the way churchgoing Southerns do.  It’s much more casual.  People leisurely get up and go out whenever they feel like it from 10am till whenever.  The regimented waves of services attendees from noon to one on a Memphis Sunday means you have to get up and get your brunch before 11am if you want to enjoy it.  Otherwise it’s a circus of socialites and the devout.

Restricting bars with indoor smoking to a 21+ rule forced every Midtown brunch place in Memphis to ban smoking.  They couldn’t afford to lose the Sunday family business.