Whitecastle

Every trip to Detroit must include a scary food experience. Last time it was [Coney Island](/2006/03/24/things-that-go-bump-in-the-night/), and this time this experience was to be Whitecastle.

Joel and I stopped there after a little tour of the city. Think he had a lot of fun as I tried to eat the foamy, moist, not-quite-hamburgers. The texture of the roll is already not great, but the – is it meat? – well, let us not talk about it.

I do have to say that Whitecastle hamburgers, after you have managed to swallow a bite, are not quite as bad as the Coney was (which I could not get myself to eat). But it does have lasting aftereffects. For most of the rest of the day, you’ll have these small burps and when you do that the taste and smell of the Whitecastle burgers will just come up again. And that is, well, just vile.

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