Oh well, it's a bagel place, what more can I say. Service wasn't bad once the guy in front of me shut up and moved on, and even then he still needed help finding self-service stuff. When I ordered, I was asked what kind of bagel I wanted on my Reuben... give me a break, "How about cinnamon?" After we picked out pumpernickel, the sandwich itself seemed to be ready in seconds. The price was fair for the combo with chips and a drink. I chose jalapeno deli chips and dark roast coffee.. hey, this is my lunch, not yours. The coffee was very good and the deli pickle spear was one of the best I've had at one of these events. The corned beef seemed very lean and ample. I could taste the sauerkraut, however the cheese seemed lost and the sauce was only hinted at. The bagel... ah, there's the rub... I couldn't really taste any pumper, let alone nickel. It seemed like a large doughy mass... kinda like... a bagel. Which is why I now vow never to eat another pseudo make-believe Reuben that includes the word "bagel" involved in the description of the sandwich or in the name of the business. The contents were probably fine, but the bagel just sorta smothered the entire appeal of whatever may have existed when this thing was conjured up. Oh well, at least the conversation about eBay, a cane, and a grilled cheese sandwich made it all worth while. I think it did... hey, I drove 50 miles again to be there.