Whenever we went to visit my uncle Jack in Highland Park, NJ –and even before when that house was my grandma and grandpa’s — we would go on a pilgrimage to the White Castle. All I remember is that they were steamy and infused with onion.
I grew up in Hawaii so I experienced those little oniony burger bites. We would get steamed boxes of them, bringing them home, and then dowsing them in ketchup. Yeah, the Abraham side of the family from Highland Park, NJ, are surely ketchup people.
Ironically, the White Castle burger the only burger that translated perfectly to at-home microwave bliss because the microwave makes the little frozen burgers as steamy and as oniony and sometimes a little rubbery. All that you could ever expect. I never got to eat the White Castle burgers in the restaurant, but one day if I am lucky, I will.
Yes, both sides of my family are from New Jersey. The Dunns hailed from Jersey City, NJ, and then ended up in Spring Lake, NJ.
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hey chris,
i grew up down the shore (in toms river, just south of spring lake) and went to college across the river from highland park… are you sure you don’t mean the white rose system burgers in hp? they were sorta like white castle burgers except cooked by excons…
Nope. I mean White Castle. We had to make an entire Pilgrimage so maybe it was a little bit of a way off.