I've been to Arni's a few times, and it's always busy. Today was no exception. I'm not sure what the mystique is (some people say it's their pizza, but I've never liked it), but I'd guess it's the decor. This particular Arni's location has bicycles and motorcycles mounted on the walls and ceilings. The dining area is convoluted with various partial walls, and there's one set of French doors that look like they open onto another dining area before you realize that each of the panes is a mirror. I had a little trouble finding my way back to my table from the impeccable restroom, though it might have been because I was dazed from the air freshener fumes. Our waiter was attentive and amiable, and the service was reasonably prompt, especially considering how busy the place was. Though all of our bills were brought to us on one slip, everything was neatly broken out. We all paid in cash (much to our waiter's relief, we could tell) but it seems as if there wouldn't have been much trouble putting some of the orders on individual credit cards. I shied away from the $1.79 fee for a "bottomless" glass of soda and opted for water, which was served, to my delight, with a huge lemon wedge. I chose the potato salad as a side for my reuben, and it was... interesting. Pretty tasty, but it produced this tingling sensation in my tongue, as if it were somehow effervescent, like soda. I thought I was going crazy, but Jim and Chris confirmed it (the tingling, not my craziness). We asked what was in the salad to cause that sensation (Jim claimed "horseradish", but I've never had that sensation from horseradish before) and were were told it was premade elsewhere, and the ingredients list didn't include anything more illuminating than the word "spices". I had some concern that perhaps it meant the salad was going bad, but it didn't _taste_ bad, and as of the following morning there have been no noticeable aftereffects. Another Arni's anomaly, like the sandwich itself: an open-faced reuben with diced Roma tomatoes. I didn't know whether to eat it with a fork or pick it up like pizza, and did a little of both. The predominant flavor was the dressing, and it wasn't bad. The bread had a little flavor, as did the tomatoes, but I couldn't really taste the meat or the kraut. There was a lot of cheese, but it didn't have much flavor either. It was certainly an interesting experience, but not what I'd call a good reuben. Next time I'm at Arni's I'll be getting my standard order, a junior salad (don't let the word "junior" fool you: this thing is a meal), and maybe splurge $4 on one of their extravagant desserts.