White Castle

It’s a White Castle, get over it, you know what you are getting when you walk through the front door. It is like going to Taco Bell and expecting fine Mexican Cuisine.
The two things here is that the place is clean, the order was right, and hot. My only thing to complain about is that they are a tad slow.

I love sliders and have been eating them since they were 12 cents a piece. the real way to tell how long. As a kid I could eat 20 with no problems. now 6 is my limit or else I am in trouble.
The way I judge a WC is how much mustard they squirt on them, too much ruins them. But this only judges the squirter and not the overall chain or even the joint. its just a snapshot. They used to use Koop’s Mustard. do they still? I always ask for extra pickle assuming that makes mine special.
I lived for more than a decade in the Virgin Islands. and had a box dangling from the rear view mirror in the car.

Sometimes you gotta have a slider. (Or two or three or ten.)And jalepeno cheeseburger sliders are THE BEST. With a side of o-​rings, of course. But be warned: if you go to this particular White Castle’s, make sure to double-​check your order before you leave. They ALWAYS forget to include something you ordered… ALWAYS. They are probably used to dealing with drunks late at night, but if you’re buying dinner for your family, make sure you’re getting what you paid for.

Who on this earth compared White Castle to In-​and-​Out Burger? Obviously, it must be someone who had never been to I&O (or the opposite).
— In-​and-​Out uses good quality fresh lean beef that is bursting with flavor.
— White Castle meat, with those little holes in it, looks like it could be processed «meat food» that may have come from a toothpaste tube and squeezed into a mold and then cooked.
White Castle is great for when you’re drunk, want to experiment in the kitchen or when you’re drunker. Many-​a people have made Castle stuffing for Thanksgiving Dinner and everyone swore that it was the best stuffing ever! Google «White Castle stuffing recipe» and see what you come up with.
Fuck Burger King. Don’t bash the Castle. The Castle is where the real King lives!

White Castle is NOT, nor never should be a destination.
Ever.
This is where you end up, sort of like Nicolas Cage’s final stop at The Whole Year Inn (The hole you’re in) in «Leaving Las Vegas.»
White Castle is NOT, nor never should be compared to In N Out, which is where people purposely drive to eat delicious food. (In N Out earned its scene in «The Big Lebowski». White Castle deserved it’s shout out on the Beastie Boys «Licensed to Ill.»)
With that biz’ness out of the way, White Castle is an important part of being American.
Let me explain. White Castle says, «Give me your drunk, high, young & all-​nighter huddled masses, yearning to eat cheaply to avoid a wicked hangover or whatnot, find enough quarters on the floor boards, then you can eat.» Who would Harold & Kumar turn to first, Lady Liberty, or White Castle? More evidence, WC is the first place I’ve seen the payment opinion of sliding your own debit card from the driver’s seat to eat. They know you’re poor, or else you’d be at McDonalds.
At 127^th & Western, it’s no different.
But the drive-​thru aspect is a bit, tricky since some neighbors actually use the parking lot as a cut-​through lane to 127^th. Signs in the drive –thru say, «Respect our neighbors,» I guess because no one wants to hear Lil’ Wayne vibrating your bedroom windows at 3 a.m. cause some goofy needed onion rings.
Food advice: Always go with bacon. And the new A-​1 sliders aren’t bad.

I just don’t get the whole White Castle thing. Every time I come here it’s usually only because it’s open 24 hours. The burger meat tastes like dog food, and I swear to god if I hear another person compare this crap to the glory of In N Out I will straight up punch somebody in the fucking mouth.
They’ve had two things that I’ve liked here — sweet potato fries and some kind of garlic cheese chicken sandwich. But they were only there for a «limited time». Well so am I, because everything else either gives me gas or makes me feel like I’m going to barf.
Tonight my chocolate shake didn’t taste like chocolate or shake, but spit. And who’s to say it wasn’t.