This was my first visit to River Grille. For an hour of my life, it was my first visit to everything good and holy (and halibut and salmon and scallops and duck). My doppelganger, John, served us and I must say that I could not have done better. They rarely have to deal with gluten (which I assume is because hipsters haven't found this place yet) and did wonderfully. Also, they have a piano. One day my goal is to savor a bison steak after playing Mozart and a little bit of jazz, singing in French, sharing my bottle of pinot noir with any who happen by.