Apparently they dramatically improved in the two weeks since I have visited, because my sturgeon was an overcooked salt bomb with crumbly gigante beans and an overall fail of a dish - flavors and execution. And my margarita dessert was disinteresting and average to the point of me forcing myself to try and finish it. The potato soup was nice, albeit an easy one to get right. And of course they pour it at the table... I found that an odd tidbit. It's 2013 midwest, not 1988. I do commend you for conjuring up something to say about the decor. I'd have nothing more than, "the big windows, me like". I wouldn't mind if they added a little more decore panache to keep the 28 year olds' interest so they don't resort to staring at other diners. Service was impeccable. The salt issue needs rectifying. I understand that it is going to take some work to recalibrate the saltification of the palates of chefs that can't be over age 30 (based upon salt, & menu design), but this menu isn't assisting them with that. At all. Also, enough with forcing fish & pork pairings. About one out of every twenty even has a chance.
