Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Marian, T, #4 and Sarah Go To White Castle
Fellow Southern Indiana Writers Group member T. Lee Harris and I were at FandomFest this weekend, sharing a table with Hydra Publications. (For The True Story of what happened there, click this link.)
Meanwhile, a dear friend of #4 Daughter was visiting #4 from out of town. Friend Sarah had never been inside a White Castle, but had seen it in the movies. So we met at one next to the Festival.
Now, I grew up on White Castles. In fact, we were so poor, White Castle was considered fine dining. When I was expecting #4 (originally expecting her, I mean, not this weekend. "Expecting", not expecting, you know.), the only thing that would settle my all-day-sickness was -- yes -- sliders (slang for White Castle hamburgers, so called because they slide down your gullet). I absolutely LOVE 'em!
Sarah's final decision: "Thank you for the White Castle experience, but I'm not entirely sure I've had food."
Ah, well. Maybe you have to be raised on 'em to fully appreciate 'em.
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