Reply #21: Love 'em! [View All]

[Blue-Jay]

When I was a kid, Dad would take us to White Castle after we left Riverfront Stadium to watch the (70's Big Red Machine-era) Reds. We usually made the 1.5 hour trip a few times over the course of the summer, and sliders became a very special part of my childhood memories. There weren't any White Castles close to home, and the trip was part of what made them taste so good.

Later, when I was in college, the closest White Castle was about two hours away. I couldn't count the number of times one of my friends or myself would get the urge to have some sliders in the middle of the night, and walk around the dorm waking people up to make the roadtrip, with just enough time to make it back for the first class of the day.

They built one in town a few years ago, and I hardly ever go there. I still love 'em, but something has been lost in the easy accessibility. I'm more likely to grab some when I'm out of town for some reason. I suppose there's something about a lengthy drive that makes them taste better. (I believe Pavlov had a little something to say about that phenomenon.)

But enough nostalgia from me: Has anyone else noticed that when you fart after eating sliders, it doesn't smell that much different from when they were still in the bag?

You should always eat the first one before you exit the parking lot if you're driving through as well. Really. You should.

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