I ordered the classic reuben sandwich with a pickle and it was enormous! Both the pickle and the sandwich. The bread was perfectly toasted and absolutely stuffed with corned beef and sauerkraut. Swiss was oozing out the sides as I took each bite and thousand island was constantly dripping onto my plate. Delicious, albeit a little messy. I was only able to eat half and then my darling husband Matt ate the rest without telling me so I went looking for it the next day and was sorely disappointed. You're probably wondering why I'm so bitter and unwilling to share with the guy I love. Let me explain. Matt thinks there are only three food groups - chicken cutlets, macaroni (not '& cheese,' macaroni is what he calls all pasta), and orange juice. He does not like corned beef, Swiss cheese, sauerkraut, or thousand island dressing and yet he still ate my sandwich. And later complained that it wasn't any good. Now do you understand my frustration? Hmph.