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DunningKruger · 61-69, M
There was a place in Moline, Illinois, or maybe Rock Island, called the Italian Village (I think) that served the best reubens. They weren't like most reubens in that they used whole-wheat bread instead of rye, but these things were the size of a dinner plate and just melt-in-your-mouth good.