All this talk about small burgers makes me hungry for a belly-bomber from White Castle. The ambiance is like McDonalds, all white decor, small burgers smelling of onions and coffee that will take the paint off the wall.
Ah, the gut bombs. I vaguely remember getting a sackful at 2 am many years ago - interesting clientele at that hour. Doubt they stay open all night anymore. Since moving south I rarely get the chance to enjoy them (my wife does not like what they do to me ;] ) unless I get the frozen ones from the grocery. I get them maybe once a year and then remember why I don't get them more often.
Otherwise parts of the south have a chain called Krystals that has the same small square burger paradigm. It's just not the same.
I worked at McDonalds in McLean Va (the old single arch one) for about 3 months in the early 80's. That convinced me that I never wanted a job dealing with The Public, because The Public are weird, annoying, and often asses. Ok, maybe only 5% of The Public is that way, but it's enough during the lunch rush.
I'm still amazed that they haven't managed to automate the french fryers and burger flipping. I worked in industrial automation in the 90's and McDees would seem like an easy sell on automation.
I worked at one in Binghamton NY in the early 90s when I was in college. I was a closer which meant I had to learn everything because once it got around 9 PM (we closed at 11) it was me and maybe one other person and a manager. So I 'd be working the grill and the front at the same time. I hated the odd order- no salt on the fries (I remember a "D'oh moment where I briefly enough forgot "no salt" to have to start over and deal with a truly P'od customer). We were just off the exit of a major highway, so the worst thing was a bus arriving at 10:30 or so. The manager usually had her eyes open and before it made the turn into the lot, we had two baskets of fries down and a dozen burgers on the griddle. I also remember the metal numbers used to determine how old the stuff was under the lights. I remember putting that knowledge to good use more than once as a customer! I miss the old fries that were still good twenty minutes later.
I live in Fargo and I remember seeing a news article on them considering reopening King Leo's but after that I never heard anymore and thought maybe they never did. Shows how much I get out I guess. At least I was never disappointed by the new product, although I only vaguely remember King Leo's being around in the early 70's in my hometown of Grand Forks, ND. King Leo's had a great sign but Burger King was our big family destination for a Saturday night treat! Anyone remember the Yumbo?!
1965. My best friend and I were on the HS football team. After each game (win or lose - we went 4-4) we'd head out to McDonalds to either celebrate or grieve. Just a drive up place - nowhere to sit other than in your car. Hamburgers 18 cents, fries (very small) 15 cents. Ah - those were the days.
I worked at McD's in the late 70s and the girls behind the counter *were* that cute and more. The uniforms were zip up mini dresses that hugged in all the right places (everywhere), not the baggy potato sacks the whole staff wears now. We didn't know how good we had it.
My first job was also a burger job. Don't remember much now except I was let go after two weeks. So long ago, I can't remember who I worked for. Not McDs for sure.
"BEEEE-KAAAAY! Have it your way! YOU RULE!" -- yep, wretched, but we all heard that in our heads when we read the words "Burger King". The most unfortunately prolific advertising ear-worm of our time.
When I was a kid in the late 50s, living on an air force base in rural s.w. Ontario, our family often went to the nearby Lake Huron beach, where I was introduced to hamburgers, french fries and chocolate milkshakes. Now I think the burgers' secret ingredient might have been garlic salt. They sure were good, especially after an hour in the water. From a shack on the beach. One of those childhood times when everything was just the way you wanted it, like Christmas at my grandmother's.
All this talk about small burgers makes me hungry for a belly-bomber from White Castle. The ambiance is like McDonalds, all white decor, small burgers smelling of onions and coffee that will take the paint off the wall.
Ah, the gut bombs. I vaguely remember getting a sackful at 2 am many years ago - interesting clientele at that hour. Doubt they stay open all night anymore. Since moving south I rarely get the chance to enjoy them (my wife does not like what they do to me ;] ) unless I get the frozen ones from the grocery. I get them maybe once a year and then remember why I don't get them more often.
Otherwise parts of the south have a chain called Krystals that has the same small square burger paradigm. It's just not the same.
I read "ambiance" as "ambulance" and thought, "Yeah, that's what they'll need to carry you away after eating at White Castle...!"
I worked at McDonalds in McLean Va (the old single arch one) for about 3 months in the early 80's. That convinced me that I never wanted a job dealing with The Public, because The Public are weird, annoying, and often asses. Ok, maybe only 5% of The Public is that way, but it's enough during the lunch rush.
I'm still amazed that they haven't managed to automate the french fryers and burger flipping. I worked in industrial automation in the 90's and McDees would seem like an easy sell on automation.
I worked at one in Binghamton NY in the early 90s when I was in college. I was a closer which meant I had to learn everything because once it got around 9 PM (we closed at 11) it was me and maybe one other person and a manager. So I 'd be working the grill and the front at the same time. I hated the odd order- no salt on the fries (I remember a "D'oh moment where I briefly enough forgot "no salt" to have to start over and deal with a truly P'od customer). We were just off the exit of a major highway, so the worst thing was a bus arriving at 10:30 or so. The manager usually had her eyes open and before it made the turn into the lot, we had two baskets of fries down and a dozen burgers on the griddle. I also remember the metal numbers used to determine how old the stuff was under the lights. I remember putting that knowledge to good use more than once as a customer! I miss the old fries that were still good twenty minutes later.
Burger King needs to bring back Herb and the spooky King. And McD's should bring back Grimace. And I would like to hear more about Hot Marie Blass
I live in Fargo and I remember seeing a news article on them considering reopening King Leo's but after that I never heard anymore and thought maybe they never did. Shows how much I get out I guess. At least I was never disappointed by the new product, although I only vaguely remember King Leo's being around in the early 70's in my hometown of Grand Forks, ND. King Leo's had a great sign but Burger King was our big family destination for a Saturday night treat! Anyone remember the Yumbo?!
1965. My best friend and I were on the HS football team. After each game (win or lose - we went 4-4) we'd head out to McDonalds to either celebrate or grieve. Just a drive up place - nowhere to sit other than in your car. Hamburgers 18 cents, fries (very small) 15 cents. Ah - those were the days.
Around that time in Wisconsin I could get 2 hamburgers, fries and a coke for $.57 at our McDonald’s. No indoor seating but picnic tables for walk-ups.
I worked at McD's in the late 70s and the girls behind the counter *were* that cute and more. The uniforms were zip up mini dresses that hugged in all the right places (everywhere), not the baggy potato sacks the whole staff wears now. We didn't know how good we had it.
My first job was also a burger job. Don't remember much now except I was let go after two weeks. So long ago, I can't remember who I worked for. Not McDs for sure.
We had Carol’s. Right after we moved from Franklin Lakes, NJ to Middletown NY. Pre Watergate. They were bought out by Burger King.
"BEEEE-KAAAAY! Have it your way! YOU RULE!" -- yep, wretched, but we all heard that in our heads when we read the words "Burger King". The most unfortunately prolific advertising ear-worm of our time.
At the end of the commercial that girl looks like she’s in love with me, I think that’s the appeal.
When I was a kid in the late 50s, living on an air force base in rural s.w. Ontario, our family often went to the nearby Lake Huron beach, where I was introduced to hamburgers, french fries and chocolate milkshakes. Now I think the burgers' secret ingredient might have been garlic salt. They sure were good, especially after an hour in the water. From a shack on the beach. One of those childhood times when everything was just the way you wanted it, like Christmas at my grandmother's.