White Castle

Went through drive through the person taking my order kept cutting me off. And was so rude when i went to pay.

It’s been a while since I’ve seen a drug deal in a parking lot. This White Castle brought that that experience up again.
Admittedly this is in an unsafe area of Chicago, with obvious signs of crime in the vicinity. We stopped here and opted to go through the drive-​thru as we did not want to leave the car while we went in.
The order was fairly straight forward and one of their Veggie Burgers was ordered. The clerk informed us it might be a while. Evidently that meant 10+ minutes waiting outside the the store in our car. This was when I witnessed a small exchange of a baggie for cash between two cars in the parked in the lot.
I’m going to assume it was tomato leaves that are sold here.

Rude service. Clerk was annoyed that they got my order wrong… Twice. No apologies or anything.

This has got to be the worst White Castle. SLOWEST EVER! Doesn’t matter whether you go in or drive thru. 15 min at least to get your food. It’s burgers, that you cook 50 of at a time… WHAT THE HELL takes SOO LONG???

I love white castle. We don’t have one where i live so any time I’m in Chicago i have to get a slider. This is a pretty random restaurant since i don’t live here. It took a good minute to get our order taken but I’m going to assume that there is only one person on duty and it’s tough working past 10pm. Anyway, the slides taste like heaven and crinkle fries remain King.

They make you wait to order at the drive thru, then they make you wait to pay, then they make you wait to receive your food. Horrible service.

like the food alot nice friendly staff. had great fun when there.

just like the commercials I do crave these from time to time.
I was on my way home tonight and decided to drive thru and get A sack of ten well the drive thru isnt A drive thru its A «park your car and wait til we make the order». I get my order and go home and pull one out of the box and took A good bite out of it and a long black hair was half in the burger and eeww yes half in my mouth. waste of time and money. and I do remember seeing the guy that was cooking them had this huge braided hair somwhat tucked inside his cap no hair net. will not be going back

Well, its a White Castle thats for sure. The valentine’s special did not include all the bells and whistles I have heard of at other White Castles on valentines day, but the staff was very nice and helpful and made it fun.

Oh white castle it has been oh so long since I had your delectibe little burgers sober, oh wait I have never had them sober before. Hmmm not quite as good when you get the full flavor, oh well the agonizing stomach ache the next morning is still the same.

I’m sure everyone who’s seen Harold and Kumar wants to have tried White Castle at some point in their lives so when we drove by this place after landing in Chicago for a business trip, we had to stop in. My friend and I shared an order of burgers and they were quite good but inconsistent. It was weird because some would have cheese and onions while some didn’t.
The beef patty is quite thin so don’t expect anything like a Carl’s Jr. burger. It has that soft mushy burgery texture that McDonalds burgers kind of has, but personally I like it. I think the burgers are good enough to give it 4 stars though I’d like them to be made more consistently.

While driving to the airport near the end of our Midwestern journey, I heard what appeared to be hyperventilating coming from the back seat of our rental car. My 16 year old son could not believe he was actually seeing a real live bona fide White Castle, and he begged us to go in. Since we were pretty early for our flight, we decided to go ahead and let him have his «Harold and Kumar goes to White Castle» fantasy, a movie which he asserts is the greatest Stoner Film ever.
Stoner Film. Like there is a category for it at Sundance.
I can not believe that these people actually exchange real American currency for this square steamed mixture of rodent feces and sawdust on a tiny bun. This is the bastard love child of a 7 – 11 microwavable meat patty and the entrail drippings of roadkill left to fester on Midwestern highways in the hot July sun. Happily, it is as thin as a Post-​It note so as to avoid inadvertently engaging your gag reflex.
What is it with you Midwesterners and your love for this affront to hamburgers everywhere? I have lived among you. I know you are not completely devoid of all sense of taste. Somewhere, somehow, things have gone terribly wrong for you people. Come to San Francisco and let me introduce you to a REAL fast food hamburger. Fortunately there is an In ‘N Out Burger conveniently located in Fisherman’s Wharf, not far from your hotel. Call me and we’ll have a Double Double. Animal Style. Then you can hit up the Wax Museum.
For the record, my son had 4 of them and declared his undying love. But then again, he also thinks Harold and Kumar movies are «films.»

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a «lost» review from 9÷20÷07
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So, either inspired by watching too many movies or hearing too fervently about them, my friend Sarah and I were accidentally, though pleasantly drawn to an elusive White Castle (for being such an iconic place, there never seemed to be one around when we were looking for one).
I wonder if this particular store/​chain is indicative of the other White Castle stores? If it is, it is a very sparse and somewhat unwelcoming environment. First of all, it is stark white with blue trim. Perhaps I’ve never noticed this before, but the color blue and food, for some reason, gives me the impression of «cheap». (And of course, White Castle is pretty cheap.) Anyway, I don’t think the color scheme serves them well. It makes the place look sterile (not cleanly sterile, but boring sterile). The bright lighting that reflects from every white tile and laminate table tops feels eerily unnatural.
We were a little lost and caught up in the novelty of White Castle so ordering took a minute (likely a sure sign that we were either tourist and/​or unaccustomed to it). We opted for two Number 4’s (two Dbl Cheeseburger, fries, medium drink) and some side order of chicken thingamajigs…
So there we were, giddy from the joy of being on a trip together! Laughing at the serendipity of getting lost, but finding a White Castle. Famished (her from a day of work, I from the five hour flight). Ah, White Castle…
… meh… just meh…
For all the hype, hoorah, and notoriety of White Castle, it was a wholly indifferent experience. Not to say it was bad in any way; for a touristy or drunkenly enjoyed novelty, its mediocre fare. The taste is as commonplace as bun-​burger-​cheese can get. Additionally, the overall consistency (particularly of the pattie itself) is a bit reminiscent of MacDonald’s or JolliBee (i.e. over-​ground/​processed to a soft texture).
I just don’t see myself CRAVING for these burgers that much…

Harold and Kumar had it right.
Those tasty little burgers…
Chicken rings?
What more could anyone want…