So one of New York’s finest dining experience, a must for everyone from the common naive tourist to the know-it-all New Yorker, was dinner tonight -- White Castle. Be not alarmed at the two common words that when but together create a rumored whisper that echoes through the streets “Murder Burger.” You yourself will not participate in any murder, nor can you be convicted of any crime, for the murder of which they speak will be your own…. We ate at white castle restaurant last night. If you like fast food and a lot of grease you will love it. The burgers come in their own little box and trust me when I say little-The burgers are probably 2 inches by 2 inches. Since they are so small, one or two are not sufficient, you have to eat about 5 to 8 to actually feel like you had a real burger. It wasn’t bad though-I even went back for some more, but that is the danger. They are so small that you think you can eat more, but you end up over eating. B only ate 4 and then she was sick- they are very greasy and just go straight through (so you can’t plan much for right after). It was defiantly an experience, but not one we are sure we will do again.
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ah, yes - I was atracted to a White Castle on the lonely road between Indinapolis and Kokomo, Indiana. Like you, I had know Idea what I was getting ito. Alas, one visit was enough for me - I vowed never to go back. And yet some people (those with little culinary experience)will swear by White Castle. You can even buy those little buggers (no I did not mis-spell burgers), frozen in the grocery store. Oh, gag.
Papa
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