The first thing you notice about this particular Einstein Bros is that parking is severely limited (there was even a "Do not park on the grass" sign). We ended up having to leave the parking lot and pull around to park in the liquor store behind it. The restaurant itself is fine: nice people behind the counter, clean, well-lit. It certainly wasn't crowded, but then, how could it be, considering the parking lot? The sandwich itself was made from quality ingredients: the Swiss cheese even had holes in it. The pumpernickel bagel tasted fine, the turkey was tasty, and the 1000 island dressing and sauerkraut probably were fine too but I couldn't tell because of the mustard. Mustard? Listen, I know it's a turkey reuben on a pumpernickel bagel, but MUSTARD? There was a list of ingredients for the sandwich on the menu board, but it sure didn't say anything about mustard. Mind, I'm sure it was top quality mustard (I wouldn't know, I'm not a big mustard fan), but it totally overwhelmed the sandwich. It wasn't horrible, but I couldn't say I enjoyed it, and I certainly don't want another. I don't know if the mustard was an assembly error, but if it was, it was repeated for all six of us, which seems rather strange. Maybe they didn't feel right about making a turkey sandwich without mustard, which I can actually sort of understand, but this wasn't a turkey sandwich. Or was it? The meat looked just like plain turkey, with some black stuff around the edges like it had been rolled in peppercorns. I tried a bit of it by itself and it tasted like plain turkey. Where was the turkey pastrami? I've had turkey pastrami out of a lunchmeat pack from a grocery store and it tasted like pastrami. This was just turkey, regardless of what the menu said: good turkey, mind you, but with just turkey flavor. Again, maybe this was an assembly error, or maybe they really thought this was something that could be called turkey pastrami. I just don't know. Regardless, the potato salad on the side was good, and the whole pickle was very good. So, in a nutshell: bad parking, good ingredients, and a messed-up recipe. The experience won't keep me from going to Einstein Bros again (though I'd probably avoid this one due the parking issue), but I'd want some things straightened out before I ordered another Reuben.