White Castle

I lost the crave once I received the sloppy hamburger and the overly fried fish sandwich which I was not able to enjoy.
The service here is pretty good but the food itself needs to be prepared correctly.

Had a taste for some oatmeal, then I remembered that White Castle has oatmeal on their menu. Big mistake, I go in and there is 1 customer inside. The parking lot has 5 cars, where are the rest of the people? Looked over the menu and ordered the almond oatmeal and French toast sticks. Took my order home, and found the oatmeal was like a soup-​filled with water. Tried to eat it, but too watery. Going back to McDonald’s for their oatmeal, it taste better. French toast sticks were ok, is it something I would order again? Probably not

After going on a sad rant to my friends about how I just missed the opening of the White Castle in Vegas on my last trip there, I was told there was a White Castle a few blocks away from where we were staying Chicago. More importantly, it was open 24 hours! Not to waste any more time, we quickly drove there and ordered half a dozen sliders, some reg, some jalapeño.
In my sleepless haze, I maybe ko’ed somewhere along the way and it wasn’t until we were back at the apt and seated did I hear my friend tell me to try the chicken rings. Pretty sure the convo went something like this…
Friend: Hey, you should try the chicken rings while they’re still hot.
Me: You mean chicken nuggets right? I didn’t even hear you order them, lolz.
Friend: No, I mean chicken… rings.
Me: …What do you mean rings?
Friend: *hands over the box*
Me: Holy mother of…*cue godly enlightenment sounds*
So yea. Sliders were decent, in a cute concept-even-though-the-patties-don’t-look-that-appetizing-even-for-fast-food-but-its-2:30am-and-everything-is amazeballs-right-now-so-I-ain’t-trippin’ kind of way. But those chicken rings thoooooo…
Maybe it’s cuz we came super late at night (early in the morning?) so they had to fry a batch up fresh for us but I swear the extra surface area due to the flat ringed nature of the shape (as opposed to a regular nugget lump) makes for SUPREMELY CRUNCHY GOODNESS. Crispy on the outside and tender processed chicken on the inside… late night fast food dining prolly hit it’s peak for me that night.
CHICKEN RINGS. Do it.

walked in, waited to order for 5 minutes. While waiting, one of the castle regulars cut in front of me. I left. Probably a good thing, I didn’t need to eat 2 bacon cheese sliders 2 chicken ring sandwiches and a loaded fries anyway

Sometimes I wonder how I survive a night of drinking and debauchery. Then I remember that somehow I stumble into this white castle and their delightful little cheeseburgers makes my troubles go away. But it still has its legendary side effects you know what I mean. Flush Flush.

There are times when my gf has a craving for white castle. Her favorites are the ranch chicken rings and the jalapeño cheeseburger. My only complaint is their pop machine. Their pop has a weird taste to it. its hard to explain until you try it.

I never really liked their sliders… it was always a bit wet for me. Not sure why.
They do have a few BBQ items on the menu recently. Seems like a few worthy items to be checked out.
It really takes a while for the food to come out at the drive-​thru though.

I don’t like White Castle. I think the burgers are disgusting.
But I like chicken! So the chicken rings were alright.

One day while driving home I was having a craving. so I popped on by and got a 30 case for the family. My wait was not too long and the staff was friendly and courteous.

two words: impeccable bathroom.
I was recently asked by a comrade In a arms to join him in a Small jaunt over to Dominick’s for some tasty domestic canned beers when along the route I felt a tumble in my stomach. After besmirching the side of someones garage with my noxious contents of my bowels and colon I needed somewhere to «clean up» quick. And like a beacon of white hope and buttocks cleanliness white castle shown brilliantly on a hot and humid Chicago night. I was relieved to find the commode with out any needless locks and no need to ask for any key. Inside it was bright and sanitary, and I found all the needed plumbing and electrical devices to be in fine working order.
After the «clean up» I found a sack of four sliders with cheese to perfect and delectable antidote to my rare case of «bubble guts»
special thanks to my friend for looking out for me while I did the «mocha volcano» in the alley
and thanks to you: fine employees of white castle who no doubtingly properly dispose of the bathroom trash that now has and old pair of boxer briefs in it «lightly soiled»

Went here before the 2003 All Star game, where Hank Blalock led the AL over the NL. For the first time, the AL would gain home field advantage in the World Series, because they won the All Star Game.
Anyway, my dad bought a crave case and I ate 9 sliders. I didn’t feel sick after, but I know a lot of other people call them sliders because, well, you know the rest!

eeeeeeeeeeeh, can the service here get any slower. I could have parked my car and took a nap. Also a little rude, I don’t likey. There’s a better location going further south. Shoulda, woulda, coulda.

Usually only has a handful of people there talking or reading the newspaper in the day. Im not familiar with White Castle so i only order cheeseburgers.
It takes a while until your order is ready.
I used to go to white castle on 79^th & pulaski on the south side but i dont go to school near there anymore

I don’t remember the movie too well, but my friend and I had a mission to go to White Castle. As a childhood favorite frozen burger, I was always intrigued by how damn good it tasted. The second I passed by a White Castle joint on the Chicago metro I made it my goal to get to one (they’re not as common over here on the west coast!).
It was probably not very smart of us to venture into this random part of town at around 9pm, but when we got there we ordered just about every single type of burger they had to offer. Consensus? Their only good one was the cheeseburger, and it tasted and was probably prepared the same way as the ones from the freezer aisles at Safeway. A bit disappointing, not to mention that we could have possibly gotten into a bit of trouble out there. Two girls, alone at night, with big scary black men loitering the area/​in their cars who were mugging us as we took our photos and scrambled out of there – yeah, not the best idea.

On the way to Wrigley for work we stopped by the drive thru for breakfast. tired of McDonald’s or Burger King and still needing something quick i was told this was the place to be. They serve bacon, egg and cheese sandwiches on toast… and it’s f’n amazing! They try to do the McDonnald’s style hashbrown, but its just not the same, nevertheless the two sandwiches I had were easily the best fast food breakfast items Ive eaten ever!

Why do we continue to torture ourselves, why will we engage in attempting to digest the undigestible. First off I am not even sure I now how they are supposed to taste, every time I go they seem even more slippery or more chewy than the last time, as a kid I remembered their soda as being watery and overly carbonated. This problem has been fixed, but at what cost. The onion rings seem undercooked, flavorless, on the inside while the breading is a matrix of doughy hardness, which doesn’t sound right, but when I ate them I said” the outside is hard, with the tactile feeling of rawness, really fucking gross.” The fries always taste flat and unpotato like, even when you see them come up fresh they are the worst in the industry.
As far as Whities goes I have never experimented with the monthly specials. On my last trip I waited in line for an excrutiatingly long time and the counter lady offered my some «fish nuggets» what kind of a ass refuses free food right. They were the size you would expect from a nugget, that was the only thingthat live up to expectations. A similar style breading from the onion ring but flecked with what I can safely assume was an Italian seasoning, you know the stuff that you would never find in Italy.
Well they were like you can imagine a lesser fish treated in a very abusive manner and breaded with a completely inferior batter. The kind of a thing a cat would turn his nose up at.
So why, why do we abuse ourselves, maybe because the other chains just aren’t that much better. This is one of the great questions of my life, please help me if you can.
One disclaimer, Unilocal forced me to give 1 star actually rating should be NA

I got the crave…
I’m a vegetarian and not a huge fan of onions or things in ring form but this WC (White Castle, not water closet) knows to make some pretty mean french fries.
I used to stop here after work and get orders of cheese fries and regular fries at their drive through to eat on the way home… I know it’s not healthy but in winter it takes around 2 hours to get home from work and the fries, as nasty as eating in the car may be, really make my day worth living.
I like this WC because they make their fries kind of soggy (my favorite!) and they don’t skimp on the cheese. Obvi, it’s not your first choice to take a date but as far as guilty pleasures go, this place is 4 star.

Sometimes this is just what you crave.
Food is decent. Drive thru can take awhile though.

When it comes to White Castle, the method of judgment that I prefer is examining the quality and speediness of a Crave Case. After all, the Crave Case is one of the biggest selling points of White Castle and is prominent in much of their advertising (that doesn’t have to do with chicken rings — and with all of the judgment of McDonald’s in activist campaigns asking where on a chicken you can find the McNuggets, nobody’s bothering to ask where on a chicken you’ll find rings) — so why not make the true test for this location be their «signature dish»?
Four friends and I decided to do just that.
I must say that the price was good, the line moved quickly, and we received our case in just a few minutes — which is a good sign in my book. Unlike places where ordering the signature dish is almost frowned upon and involves a long wait time because nobody ever orders the damned thing — to sell the Crave Case and not be properly prepared to churn one out as fast as possible once ordered would be a detriment to the chain itself.
And the taste? Excellent. Well, as excellent as a cheap and small steamed burger with minimal condiments can be. Just enough grease to allow it to slide down your throat. Perhaps that is how the term «slider» caught on with these little morsels of satisfaction…
It took possibly less time for four of us to devour the entire Crave Case than it took to order and wait for its arrival. And yes, we would be back — to devour more bite-​sized burgers conveniently placed in a suitcase-​like container.
Well played, White Castle…

CEO: People, we have a situation on our hands. We’ve been coasting on the unique flavor and soggy texture of our famous slyder for far too long. And, frankly, we do have the tiny, steamed, pre-​made burger market sucessfully cornered. However, we’re still getting killed in the burgeoning poultry-​product sector. I’ve got the board breathing down my neck, and if we don’t produce some McCompetition soon, we’ll ALL be taking turns in the burger steamer soon.
EXEC #1: We need a hook! Something that asks, «Am I chicken? Am I not? Hop aboard and find out!»
EXEC #2: Hmmm… Gobbler Rinds?
EXEC #3: Poultry Tubes?
EXEC #4: Chicken Clumps o’ Mystery?
{Abruptly from the back of the room, a man rises. He walks slowly, deliberately to the center of the room and rests his palm on the conference table. Maintaining eye contact with the CEO, he clears his throat and begins}
MAN: Gentlemen, the answer is quite simple. What do people love? Reconstituted fried chicken – YES! – but what else? What about reconstituted fried chicken *IN DONUT FORM*?
EXEC#2: {Gasps!} You mean – ?!
MAN: Indeed. Sirs, I offer you just two words: Chicken. Rings.
{After a heavy moment of silence, a slow applause erupts from an executive in the corner of the room. Soon he is joined by another, and another, until the whole place is on its feet.}
CEO: Excellent! Our work here is done! Let’s go eat like 8 or 9 little fucking burgers each!
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OH MY – I DO LURVE MYSELF SOME WHITE CASTLE! WE ARE WITNESS TO GENIUS HERE PEOPLE!