If you're driving the highway and come upon Dillon and it's rather late in the day. Take my advice and stop at The Den I'll never lead you astray. I'm talking steak here. This is Montana. The Den serves Reserve Angus. Not too lean, not too fat, perfectly cooked. We split a one pound ribeye. What a sandwich it would have made. Our ice teas were excellent. The salad components fresh, chopped to bite size. Our server Jada is a barrel racer and roper and vegetarian. Go figure! Also a Veterinary Medicine student at the local Mintana State U campus. I had the Red Pepper Soup. She thought it would be too hit for July. It was red bell pepper or unhot Chiles in a butter base. Perfectly delicious. We also ordered mushrooms and onions to attend the steak. They were fabulous dahling, fabulous. So close to Idaho and it's Famous Potatoes, we had mashed with from-scratch steak gravy. When in The North, I do as the Northerners do. I have huckleberries. When I have huckleberry cheesecake I have coffee. I'm no fan of heavy cheesecake. I didn't have any issues with that airy, tasty huckleberry-crowned slice of dessert delight. This is no rustic old-timey steakhouse. It's definitely not a chain with 360 identical dining rooms across the nation. It's crafted modern with taxidermy. The Den is like the famous opals of the region, created when magma pushed through the dolomite Cambrian seabed long ago. It's a gem of local freshness, great cooking and good service. After dinner here, I don't know how to give any other eatery five stars. Don't forget the huckleberries. read more