Across the street I saw that which is only legend here in the Great Northwest: A White Castle. I went in and ordered a spicy jalapeno slider. I got a 2x2, paper thin wafer of meat-like substance with a shaving of pepperjack cheese on a dinner roll - but it only cost 62 cents (plus tax) so it wasn't all bad. Seriously, guys, White Castle? I mean, I'm all for drunk food, but White Castle? Couldn't you just get a package of bologna and can of cheez whiz and call it good?