Breakfast in a Red State

While driving through Virginia I stopped for a late breakfast at a Cracker Barrel. At 11:15 AM there was a 45-minute wait for a table. I could not believe it. I wanted to jump up on the counter and scream "This is a RED state. Why aren't you people in church? Shouldn't you be singing hymns and congratulating one another on your moral superiority?" But I didn't. I just left, hungry.