The Burlingames

I had never been to White Castle before tonight. I’ve been meaning to eat there for quite awhile as it seemed like something that I needed to try, just to say I had. After waiting in the drive through line for 15 minutes, I finally received my order. I quickly came to the conclusion that it’s a good thing Harold and Kumar were stoned when they went to White Castle, because no sober person would voluntarily inflict that kind of torture on their digestive system more than once. The burgers tasted terrible; the fries were ok. Granted, I had low expectations going in, but this was so much worse than I could have imagined. The fact that they’re in business still is shocking based upon what I tasted today.