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OK - the subject of this thread came up while talking about some actual real food. So I thought I'd make a tread about it rather than continue to derail an otherwise pretty cool thread.
So here goes. I had the misfortune of eating at a White Castle when I was there at the Lou for the Seattle game. Let's face it. The White Castle franchise is legendary - maybe mostly due to Harold and Kumar. Still, how could I be 50 feet from a WC with the munchies and nothing to do and not walk through the doors of this Mecca of burger devotion and apparently the birthplace of not only the hamburger bun but the slider as well?
So being there with my dad, my two sons, and @VegasRam - ALL White Castle VIRGINS, I had to get everyone gathered up for a life changing event - the ordering and consumption of the iconic White Castle Sliders.
And in we went. There were a couple people in there ordering copious amounts of the little burgers so we were pretty excited about trying them. Well... I was anyway. So we stood at the counter while everyone in the back looked past us. But that was ok as it gave me a chance to marvel at their operation. And it was that marveling that started to get me scared of what I was about to put in my body. I'm not sure how many of you have watched these little tidbits of steamed meat and dough get prepared but I'm not sure I'd recommend it.
Finally, the girl looked at me and asked me what I wanted. So we all figured since we were in Rome, eat what the Romans eat. I think we ordered what amounted to 3 sliders a piece. So after taking our order, she turned around and the person directly behind her asked us what we wanted. We told him we had already ordered. Hey - no problem - I appreciate him making sure she wasn't just sharing the score of the Cardinals game.
The moment of truth is upon us after about ten minutes or so. The wait seemed a little long for what we were ordering and where but no biggie. Their drive thru was pretty busy. I am cool with taking a little time to get our order right. So we get our bag of goods (I use that term loosely). So much for the order being right. But it was just that there were some doubles thrown in instead of singles so we just figured we'd scored and sat down to scarf on these little wonders.
I started with a single. I wanted to taste the original. Suddenly, I'm reminded of that old lady in the Wendy's commercial. I had to peel apart the bun (not easy in itself because it is essentially steamed paste at this point) to see if there was actually meat inside. I'm still assuming that light grey spongy thing is the meat. So I eat a second bite and decide to move on to the double. I figured that maybe a little more of that meat like substance and it would be edible. Um... nope.
One more bite and I was done. So being the generous person I am, I offered the remaining slider to the rest of our crew. You know - kind of like handing someone a milk carton and asking them if it tastes ok. Sometimes you'll get a taker and it makes it all worth while. Again... nope.
So tell me. What is good about the White Castle experience. Or for that matter, what has been your experience. Good, bad, indifferent? Feel free to expand on it.
So here goes. I had the misfortune of eating at a White Castle when I was there at the Lou for the Seattle game. Let's face it. The White Castle franchise is legendary - maybe mostly due to Harold and Kumar. Still, how could I be 50 feet from a WC with the munchies and nothing to do and not walk through the doors of this Mecca of burger devotion and apparently the birthplace of not only the hamburger bun but the slider as well?
So being there with my dad, my two sons, and @VegasRam - ALL White Castle VIRGINS, I had to get everyone gathered up for a life changing event - the ordering and consumption of the iconic White Castle Sliders.
And in we went. There were a couple people in there ordering copious amounts of the little burgers so we were pretty excited about trying them. Well... I was anyway. So we stood at the counter while everyone in the back looked past us. But that was ok as it gave me a chance to marvel at their operation. And it was that marveling that started to get me scared of what I was about to put in my body. I'm not sure how many of you have watched these little tidbits of steamed meat and dough get prepared but I'm not sure I'd recommend it.
Finally, the girl looked at me and asked me what I wanted. So we all figured since we were in Rome, eat what the Romans eat. I think we ordered what amounted to 3 sliders a piece. So after taking our order, she turned around and the person directly behind her asked us what we wanted. We told him we had already ordered. Hey - no problem - I appreciate him making sure she wasn't just sharing the score of the Cardinals game.
The moment of truth is upon us after about ten minutes or so. The wait seemed a little long for what we were ordering and where but no biggie. Their drive thru was pretty busy. I am cool with taking a little time to get our order right. So we get our bag of goods (I use that term loosely). So much for the order being right. But it was just that there were some doubles thrown in instead of singles so we just figured we'd scored and sat down to scarf on these little wonders.
I started with a single. I wanted to taste the original. Suddenly, I'm reminded of that old lady in the Wendy's commercial. I had to peel apart the bun (not easy in itself because it is essentially steamed paste at this point) to see if there was actually meat inside. I'm still assuming that light grey spongy thing is the meat. So I eat a second bite and decide to move on to the double. I figured that maybe a little more of that meat like substance and it would be edible. Um... nope.
One more bite and I was done. So being the generous person I am, I offered the remaining slider to the rest of our crew. You know - kind of like handing someone a milk carton and asking them if it tastes ok. Sometimes you'll get a taker and it makes it all worth while. Again... nope.
So tell me. What is good about the White Castle experience. Or for that matter, what has been your experience. Good, bad, indifferent? Feel free to expand on it.
