Anyone who tries to tell you "brunch is so over" is just trying to be annoyingly contrary. Brunch will never die, especially not around here where we have plenty to keep us out late on the weekends. Late risers need to recover, refuel, and recharge. But don't settle for just any breakfast-lunch hybrid. How about one that keeps the party going? Salt7's brunch goes a step beyond. You could walk in still wearing your clothes from the night before, having never gone to bed, and you'll fit right in with the girls dancing on tabletops to house music. Reservations begin at 11 a.m., and at 2 p.m. the automatic curtains roll down, the lights dim, and champagne bottles are delivered with sparklers. Sip on bottomless mimosas as fog rolls from machines. Or, if you're feeling really baller, order up a Sunday Communion punch to share with your friends—for $190-$240. You'll probably need to eat something to soak up the drinks, so go ahead and sample the butter-poached lobster or $37-a-plate filet mignon—or, you know, the $12 French toast. You will need reservations to get in, but the party lasts until 6 p.m., at which point you can stumble right out to start your night again.