Rarely do I eat fast food, but when I do, I almost always go inside and opt out of the drive through because they always take forever. When desperate or can't wait, I will eat some fast food and when I am not thinking correctly, I will suffer through a drive through lane.
I went to this location twice - both times I waited at the drive through for at least 10 and 15 minutes respectively. Both times it was around 3:30 P.M. and there was only 1 car ahead of me.
Last Saturday it was almost a 15 minute wait. I couldn't just leave because someone was behind me. I ordered 2 double originals with no cheese, no psychedelic green pickles and no de-hyrdrated onions - little did I know the family of 3 weebles in front of me with Wisconsin license plates ordered a BOX of 100!! Yes, that was a frickin' BOX of 100 WHITE CASTLES!! And isn't it always the case, the fattest people are always in the drive thru (myself excluded of course).
When the cows in front of me finally pulled away with their afternoon snack, When I got to the window I told the manager the following;
"You made me wait 15 minutes for 2 hambugers all because those fatasses ordered 100? You need to tell those people to pull up and out of the way for orders that large and let the normal sized people get their NORMAL sized orders!! And you should not be allowed to take orders that large at a drive thru in the first place!
She was clueless.................
Going to White Castle at 4am after a night long drinking binge is a lot like engaging in unprotected sex with the Town Slut. It seems like a phenomenal idea at the time, but it's not until you wake up and go to the bathroom the following morning that you realize that you've made huge mistake. But for some reason, you just keep going back to it. There's something about those A1 and chicken ring slyders that keeps me going back. Not fine dining by any means, but when your mind is inhibited by tons of booze it's quite addictive.
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