KING OF THE CASTLE

So my mom's family is from St. Louis, a city rich in cultural cuisines especially in areas such as The Hill or Lafayette.  However, when we visit there, we rarely step foot in these cathedrals of dining, instead we often find ourselves wandering beneath the gleaming turrets of another institution not necessarily known for its epicurean delights.

That's right... White Castle.  The chain known for its belly bombers (as my grandpa calls them) and a crappy movie.

The low grade beef patties are artfully crafted into machined squares, grilled in a pile of onions and served up on miniature buns.

If that does not scream quality and delicious I do not know what does.  If burgers are not your thing there is always a fall back option of my favorite part of the chicken, the rings.

We come here for nostalgic reasons, but if you wander into one of these places just make sure you have some Tums at the ready for dessert.