Storming The White Castle
I haven't had a lot of time to go food shopping since I got back late Monday night, so I've had to eat out for lunch every day.
Yesterday I stopped by White Castle for some mini-burgers and fries. They're totally inferior to Krystal Burger, but after seeing Harold and Kumar I had to give them a shot. The meat patty is so tiny and microscopically thin- it's almost not even a solid. It's brown and runny like an old egg, but still it tasted all right. You just pop them in your mouth and they slide right down as if your throat was pre-coated with Crisco (Mmmm, that sounds terrible!).
I actually chose to eat my White Castle in the dining room. Whenever you choose to dine in a cheap fast food "restaurant" in NYC, you're always going to hear or see something out of the ordinary.
First, I loved how the big sign in White Castle says "No hanging around the restaurant" instead of the usual "No Loitering." I guess they figure people who eat at White Castle don't know the definition of the word "loitering."
Near the end of my meal, I heard all these beeps coming from the front counter, and a loud voice came over a loudspeaker. A woman started yelling over the PA system, saying the White Castle was monitored by security cameras and that she wanted the group of people "from the clinic" to step away from the counter and leave the premises immediately. Otherwise, the police would be called and there would be trouble. Everytime the secuity woman spoke, her voice was prefaced by an annoyingly loud and shrill emergency tone. It was not designed for 2-way conversations.
The so-called "clinic people" at the counter started yelling and making a scene as they talked back to the security camera, and the PA woman came back on to argue with them and to tell them to watch their mouths. The whole incident was really strange, as I had never seen a fast-food joint with such high security. The PA woman kept blabbing on about how a police cruiser had been dispatched to the location and blah blah blah until the "clinic people" finally decided it was in their best interest to leave. Even after they were gone, the security voice kept going on and on about how White Castle was under tight security. Enough already! The trouble-makers are gone, so just let us sit here in the pitiful fast-food dining room and let us enjoy our unhealthy lunch in peace!
Yesterday I stopped by White Castle for some mini-burgers and fries. They're totally inferior to Krystal Burger, but after seeing Harold and Kumar I had to give them a shot. The meat patty is so tiny and microscopically thin- it's almost not even a solid. It's brown and runny like an old egg, but still it tasted all right. You just pop them in your mouth and they slide right down as if your throat was pre-coated with Crisco (Mmmm, that sounds terrible!).
I actually chose to eat my White Castle in the dining room. Whenever you choose to dine in a cheap fast food "restaurant" in NYC, you're always going to hear or see something out of the ordinary.
First, I loved how the big sign in White Castle says "No hanging around the restaurant" instead of the usual "No Loitering." I guess they figure people who eat at White Castle don't know the definition of the word "loitering."
Near the end of my meal, I heard all these beeps coming from the front counter, and a loud voice came over a loudspeaker. A woman started yelling over the PA system, saying the White Castle was monitored by security cameras and that she wanted the group of people "from the clinic" to step away from the counter and leave the premises immediately. Otherwise, the police would be called and there would be trouble. Everytime the secuity woman spoke, her voice was prefaced by an annoyingly loud and shrill emergency tone. It was not designed for 2-way conversations.
The so-called "clinic people" at the counter started yelling and making a scene as they talked back to the security camera, and the PA woman came back on to argue with them and to tell them to watch their mouths. The whole incident was really strange, as I had never seen a fast-food joint with such high security. The PA woman kept blabbing on about how a police cruiser had been dispatched to the location and blah blah blah until the "clinic people" finally decided it was in their best interest to leave. Even after they were gone, the security voice kept going on and on about how White Castle was under tight security. Enough already! The trouble-makers are gone, so just let us sit here in the pitiful fast-food dining room and let us enjoy our unhealthy lunch in peace!