Down by the Riverfront

"How far away are we from the river?" Mom demanded as a traffic light caught us out in Farmington. It's a suburb of Detroit.

"The river?" I responded. "The Detroit River?"

"Yes!"

I pondered the question briefly. "I dunno, 12, 15 miles maybe."

Pointing towards a street corner Mom demanded, "How can they get away with that then?" She was indicating a party store named Riverfront Liquor. 

That became the mantra the rest of our drive yesterday. "How do they get away calling it Riverfront out here?"

I gotta admit, it has me wondering too.